Kristen's Blog

Burning burden.

2008-03-30T06:33:11Z

I am sad and my bed is empty and no one is near. No one speaks. My dwelling is quiet except for the dryer tumbling wet towels and the erratic off and on spurts of my thought as I type the bullshit out. I have all this love to burn and sometimes ...

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Strength.

2008-03-28T06:17:37Z

All my life I've been a rock for others. Like rocks, when water seeps into their cracks, some eventually break apart inside where they are most vulnerable or erode from constant bombardment of the elements, if the vulnerability is near the surface...

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PS:

2008-03-21T07:15:45Z

Hey, Vox. My little rant down there? I need a vacation. Badly. And I do believe you've got one for me, yes? I'm ready to go to Paris, to Tokyo like you promised. And I'm ready to SHARE it with everyone here and take everyone with me along the way....

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To hell with them.

2008-03-21T06:49:40Z

It's been a while. I haven't written in long. I've allowed myself to become closed off, I'm afraid. The past weeks since I last wrote, the weeks of January, February, and most of March have been days of trial. I've had devastation and some real bi...

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Lonely.

2007-12-13T22:39:56Z

Last night I had a dream that a man came to me in my sleep. He did not have me sexually. He simply put his hand on my forehead, stroked my hair and kissed my cheek. I went to sleep last night with ache in both of my legs. When it is cold outside m...

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Anguish.

2007-12-07T08:18:25Z

Matthew sent me an audio text to my cell phone last night. I was woken up to the sound of my phone going off when the text came in. I check my phone 24/7, in cast anything ever went wrong with William or in case someone needed me. So, I picked up ...

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I'm still here.

2007-12-04T18:24:12Z

I haven't been writing much. I know I've wanted to but the ability to open up and express myself hasn't been there. It's just not in me. It's as if that part of me has died. I used to write only about the beautiful aspects of my life. I loved bein...

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Why?

2007-07-23T19:20:30Z

Sometimes I don't understand why. When did I stop caring? Why did I want my freedom? Why did I feel so unloved? How did it come to this? I suppose that I'll never stop asking myself why. I would like to think I'll move on, maybe even find happi...

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A thank you.

2007-07-23T19:06:41Z

To all of you who have been reaching out, whether you understand all that I'm going through or not, I thank you. From the bottom of my heart, with my deepest appreciation and gratitude, I thank you. The kind words I am finding here on my blog, e...

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Give a damn.

2007-07-13T20:03:47Z

I want to admit something. I think it was I who gave up long before he did. I think it was me who stopped loving as I should. I know that I was leaving him a long time ago. I think that over the course of time, he, too, was leaving me, but hadn'...

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