Sunday, January 9, 2011

sorry 'bout the language.

today, I feel like a mussel shell
raised up and smashed down
raised up and smashed down.
Fucking seagull. Just eat me already.


  1. I love that poem it so accurately describes how I so often feel lol.

  2. I'm sorry you're having a dark day Megan. Just try to hold onto the fact that the feeling will pass. Wishing you a lighter day tomorrow, and a bearable one the day after.

    And swearing? If we can't swear now, when the fuck can we?

  3. Don't worry about the language (at least, not around me!).

    Yes, I too am sorry that you're feeling this way - in fact, that any of us ever has to feel this way. Really pisses me off. (Not too sorry about the language).

  4. Yep, that mussel analogy is just perfect. Wishing you strength and light to get through the darkness.

    And what Boo said about the swearing!