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April 10th, 2010
A hungry need is a dangerous need. Some of us need to be appreciated; some of us are "hungry" to be like and valued; some of us are "hungry" to belong to someone & feel special. If you try to find intimacy with another person before doing the hard work of achieving a sense of indentity on your own, all your relationships will become a painful attempt to complete yourself. Many people today share their bodies because they're afraid to share themselves.How much you put into a dating relationship will determine how much it will hurt when it ends.

April 10th, 2010
A hungry need is a dangerous need. Some of us need to be appreciated; some of us are "hungry" to be like and valued; some of us are "hungry" to belong to someone & feel special. If you try to find intimacy with another person before doing the hard work of achieving a sense of indentity on your own, all your relationships will become a painful attempt to complete yourself. Many people today share their bodies because they're afraid to share themselves.How much you put into a dating relationship will determine how much it will hurt when it ends.

November 7th, 2008
I think sometimes that maybe… I don’t know. My mind feels blank, and I don’t know what to write. So I just bang the keys on the keyboard so that words appear, but… gah. Thinking of what to write right now feels like trying to drink a brick with a straw. Too much stress, been telling myself all morning to keep calm. Job hunting fills me with terrible fear that at times makes me wish for death, must keep calm, must think soothing thoughts. Let a cool dark-purple ocean soothe over your warm body. Slow your breathing, close your eyes.

August 13th, 2008
It's the little things that hurt most.

I miss being able to tell you the trivia of my day, the inconsequential happenings and the fleeting thoughts. I could talk to you about the smallest things and not feel that I was boring you. Each day, I would store up the day’s happenings to share with you.

And I miss hearing the details of your life - what you had for dinner, the latest art project, what strangeness your neighbours are getting up to.

I wonder how long it will be before I stop having conversations with you in my head.



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