December 2011
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Curse of the recovering alcoholic #22
Dreams about relapse. Wake up terrified. Stop listening to all house party music.
Dec 30th
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Dec 28th
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Making Up
dearoldlove: Make-up sex was never the answer. But it always ended up being the best we’d ever had.
Dec 27th
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Dec 27th
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Jumpy
dearoldlove: Our relationship was never going to work, but I still get turned on every time I see you and it’s hard not to jump you. 
Dec 27th
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We have entered the fatal snare of commitment, now we can finally start lying to each other. I am a cowardly, deceitful whore who will no doubt shatter your soul into a million fucked up pieces. I give nothing and expect everything in return. You are a negative, dejected asshole who can’t care for anyone else. You are a black hole of shitstorm emotions with little to no regard for me. We are...
Dec 24th
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Monsters masquerading as puppets parading Charlatan charade facefucking her own façade dysthmic dames play dangerous games with their own mortality
Dec 24th
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Curse of the recovering alcohollc #21 Resenting your fourth step and having to write the resentment ON your fourth step.   Mega Meta. 
Dec 24th
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Dec 23rd
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When the world face fucks you, bite back!: The... →
shittyblowjob: is seriously the most juvenile, unplanned manifesto thus far. I know it is because it was written by some pre-pubescent toddler who spent all day beating his dick after beating video games and thought that having a computer made him better than me. This is why Anonymous has been such a let down…. SBJ is my alter ego in case you haven’t figured it out.
Dec 20th
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“I’m on fire with love and anger.”
– Charles Bukowski  (via beautyisanillusion)
Dec 20th
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Dec 20th
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Listengrenadinemusix: Anthems For A Seventeen Year Old...
Dec 20th
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Listensuechoi: Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye...
Dec 20th
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Dec 20th
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“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via misswallflower)
Dec 20th
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“When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.”
– Stars // Your Ex-Lover is Dead (via soberissessy) This is my life slogan. This song makes me cry.
Dec 19th
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Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done: you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When his pulse...
Dec 18th
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Dec 18th
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Must Get Off
dearoldlove: I wish someone new would get me off so I can truly get over you.  Too bad I am remaining celibate for 2012.
Dec 16th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 15th
121 notes
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Lipless kisses, phone receiver blasting bliss Arms and legs in pretzel twists Exploring hands and loose, wet fists As agonizing as it is Here I stand and reminisce Your cooing calls Your exploring paws My body enthralled To you, I crawled Here I stand, all bets withdrawn Our passion plunder The Boulder blunder Tumultuous thunder Has done us under Here I stand, our love asunder Freezing in the...
Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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six months sober
someone set me on fire. I moved to Boulder using all my savings and my car (that did not make it) with a man that did not make it. I work only four jobs now (instead of five) and I bike in the freezing cold all over town to get everywhere I need to be. I have a handful of friends mostly AA related. It gets better right? The little Engine that COULDN”T
Dec 13th
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Dec 12th
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Dec 12th
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Dec 12th
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lesbeblunt asked: I misinterpreted what you said, I thought you meant you were in recovery as a result of the liquid THC.
Dec 12th
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so my roommate did not drug me...apparently
I am not sure what happened but he swears up and down he did not. Considering he is a vegan and admitted to me he also thought he may be an alcoholic so I thought the whole incident was weird. What is my life about? I don’t know what’s real anymore. Am I actually losing it? This situation also pushed me even further from my ex, who could handle the difficult situation of imagining his...
Dec 12th
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Anonymous asked: My step mom is 11 years sober and just hearing some of her stories from before she started AA breaks my heart. So while I'll never understand what you're going through, just know that you're not alone.
Dec 9th
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Two nights ago my roommate drugged me with liquid...
and i have no idea whether i should press charges? Keep in mind, I am in RECOVERY and he knew that. Not that drugging people not in recovery is ok. I don’t know if hge wanted me to let my guard down to have sex with me, or if he just thought it was funny.  He is a male, I am a poor female who cannot afford to move out of there. Regardless of what his intentions were, it is all sorts of wrong...
Dec 9th
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renata-dominik asked: that's really courageous. My father is an alcoholic and has been his whole life. it has destroyed my family and deeply impacted on my life :/ i wish you the best on your journey
Dec 9th
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renata-dominik asked: this may be stupid, but are you a recovering alcoholic? i just wasn't sure...
Dec 8th
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Curse of the recovering alcoholic #20
Sober relationships lead to sober breakups lead to sober feelings lead to sober hate lead to sober despair lead to lead to sober crying lead to sober vegan ice cream eating lead sober crawling through the mess lead to sober falling lead to sober sighs lead to sober triumph? Stay tuned.
Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 6th
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Anonymous asked: #boulder boy here ... how do I get at ya?
Dec 6th
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“life on paper is so much more pleasurable: there are no bombs or flies or...”
– Charles Bukowski - The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses over the Hill (via henrycharlesbukowski)
Dec 3rd
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Dec 2nd
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“I’ve got that disease where you wake up in strange places drunk.”
– Principal Moss (via parahnoid)
Dec 1st
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Dec 1st
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betweenthings: it’s cold and i want your hands on my exposed skin, blankets to our chins.
Dec 1st
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Dec 1st