I liked reading through the tributes to Maurice Sendak at TCJ.com. Here’s a drawing I did for the page
i don’t like the words “make love” probably due to my strong desire to be thrown against a wall but what can you do
i don’t want to sound predictable, but i just want it to be halloween everyday. when I have a house of my own one day… i’m gonna put up halloween decorations and never take them down and listen to acid witch forever
My life in this moment.
Is shit. I’m fucking done running back to Ian. We should’ve ended things so long ago! I’m pregnant, with no partner how awesome right? I think about every possible option I have. I think adoption is what’s best for my baby. I don’t want to sacrifice my life to raise a baby on my own. What sane person would? I don’t have a job, really a place to live once my step dad finds out I’m pregnant. I have absolutely nothing going for me in life, is it fair I bring a child down with me? I don’t think so. I’m just so tired, tired of Ian. Tired of being pregnant and I still have so long to go. I wish I never left Roland for him, I wish I never met Ian. He never treated me the way I needed to be treated. I think everything was based off sex, I opened my legs a week after meeting him. I’m fucking pathetic. That’s all it ever was.
