wounds birdmad licked inflict (self?) superficial bound and stitched like books 011019 ... Sonya are sometimes only in your mind and can easily be healed if you really want them gone. You don't always have to depend on time to do the job for you. 011019 ... aeon flux i have a habit of picking at mine. physical or not. 011020 ... unhinged i was going to go for a short while. then i decided that i couldn't. i couldn't go there again after you begging me all week to show up. maybe it will bring me more hell than it would if i would just go, but i can't bring myself to show up. i've been thinking about it for days, what i would say, and it's been keeping me up at night. so i think i'm going to avoid this situation altogether. 011020 ... lovers lament thought i had found a soul companion in you. now all i see are the wounds you left on a body that's not good enough to satisfy your sexual appetite. 011021 ... niki i have a new one...my knee found a couch the hard way 011021 ... translucent your arms covered in scars darker than the rest of your skin. battle scars. 011021 ... TheDeprived These wounds, they seep, they fade to black. Along with every other spark of a hope that has been laid to rest in my brain. Dont pretend to know this pain, this virus that runs rapidly through my veins... I have mutated my dreams into nightmares. There is no turning back, no remission. 030819 ... nick sometimes the best thing you can do is cut them open, and rip out the the festering nastiness that won't let you forget. bare hands for this job. stripped to the waist in cold florescent light at an interstate rest area in Indiana I wish I was drunk enough to vomit when I find that poison carbuncle... weeping from exquisite joypain tears washing bad memories down the drain to an oversize septic system from which I am blessedly removed sorry you had to see that, friend 031025 ... drk-siren I breath out more than in caving my body making small of me how tiny insignificant rare and precious the pain has no place it's enormous grotesque it's inside outside it's no place we ever met it's hollow empty and your likely to strangle from the weight it echoes trips you and tangles you can't run from the sharps and flats shivering your nerve holding you back it's life in one way spread it out give it up drink once again from that broken cup 031220 ... i_am_a_revenant i lick the salt from my wounds from morning to the night 031220 ... pipedream i am ripped apart at the smallest things and the big bad nasties just bounce off my skin 031221 ... misstree weekend's tally: bite marks, upper left shoulder, right forearm (x2). scrathches of four distinct types on back, from light redness to wide scabs. one long rend on front, from right shoulder to left hip, barely scabbed except on hip. peppering of bruises on chest, cluster of small bruises (fingers?) on right wrist, non-visible sore spots on left arm. two large bruises, right leg. both top thigh muscles are excruciatingly sore. various scrapes on hands, tender wrists from learning joint lock techniques, big toenail cracked in a way that will hurt lots as it heals. hangover from hell. it's been a fun weekend. 040125 ... misstree headbutting bump on the forehead seems like it's never going to go away. i rub it and smile. 040218 ... shivers just sore 040218 ... ChinaWhite Give me more. 040218 what's it to you? who go blather from