I don't feel like I'm worth much anything anymore. I'm pretty insignificant. Not that many people would attend my funeral, I think.Every now and then I imagine what it would be like to get seriously injured and go to the hospital. While I'm walking across a street, I imagine myself getting hit by a car. If I'm in a crew boat, I picture myself cracking my skull on my oar when I catch a crab. I even...

Let's face it, Dad. I am nothing like you, Tracy, or the rest of the Bigelow unit. I'm not outdoorsy because let's face it - I fucking hate exercise and even though I'm on the crew team you guys should be able to recognize that. I'm on the crew team because I gave myself a weight loss ultimatum that did not involve changing my diet, and I can't organize things myself. I've grown up with Mom as my...

Hey. I was missing today, did you notice? Maybe. You asked if I was okay, even if Robin told you not to. And because I had such faith in your thickheadedness, I told you straight out that I was not okay. That my heart had been broken worse than I've ever felt before. That the past three and a half months have been a waste. But, just like I expected, you had no clue. You didn't have even the...

I'm saving you. I'm saving them. I'm locking away all the moments in presence and in anticipation because these are the happiest of my life so far. I'm keeping the clothes and giving away the accessories, maybe forever.I don't want them to go away, I want to have fun playfully hiding them, and giggling when they get discovered. I don't care what anyone else thinks and all I need are my babies.I...

i dont know if this will help or not, but i wrote some lyrics for the band the other day while i was thinking about you.its the burning in your eyesthat sets me on fireits your warm and calming touchthat makes me okand when your hand is holding minei have a longing desireto never let you gobecause there is no better feeling in the world<3--GodI know I'm youngBut I love himand I wouldn't trade...

Slow DanceHead on shoulderEyes are closedHand in handDance so slowSway to the rythmDon't let goThe music is endlessDance so slowThe band keeps timeThe crowd starts to growNo one interrupts the way youDance so slowThe lights begin to dimBut still the couple glowsEveryone leaves but still youDance so slowThe music is fadingIt's the end of the showThe band is closingBut nothing interrupts your slow...

The Ocean BlueNo one interruptsThe ocean blueNo one stopsThe grass that is greenNo one penetratesThe land that is brownExcept to buildTheir cites & townsPollution ensuesThe grass starts to burnAs the dirty humansTake their turnThe animals dieAs the ocean turns blackOur planet is deadAnd there's no way back.

Yeah, I'm a GSBian, but you'll never guess who, unless you've read my stories before.If you haven't, read them now!Thanks, Olive.