Sara NoH

The older I get
The stranger I become
In my unchanging silence
My unhinging

Imagination once
Now hallucination
Delusional psychosis
A daydream

Quirks now disorders
Individuality
An untreated illness
But I'm still the same

Dear people who care:

Stop pressuring me. Stop mocking me. Stop trying to make me live exactly the way you want me to. Don't you see this pattern forming? I fuck up huge, and everyone gives up for a while. Then I start picking up the pieces and climb slowly to my feet. You, helpfully, take this moment to load up my backpack with really heavy rocks; labelled "Why is it so hard?", "Drama queen", "You can do better", "You can do more", "I'm really disappointed in you", "I'm worried about you", "Gr… Continue

PS I Love You

I think the way I found this movie is kind of interesting. I was mourning someone close to me, and picked up the book PS I Love You. Cecilia Ahern just really got grief; how you're up and down, laughing remembering something about that person, then crying realizing they'll never suprise you again. Anyway, it's a crazy time, and a crazy feeling, and she managed to write that. So I read the book in one night, then I googled it to see if she had written an… Continue

Late last night, there were a young man & woman running around my complex. The girl was very high, possibly hallucinating; I think the boy was high as well. They started barking at my dog & laughing when she'd bark back. I went out to the courtyard and said "Do you really think it's funny to make my dog bark in the middle of the night?" This was when I learned they were high. I went back inside and locked the door. After about twenty minutes, I realized I couldn't find my dog. I went out… Continue

Ode to Ice Cream, by Vada Sultenfuss.
I like ice cream a whole lot.
It tastes good when days are hot.
On a cone, or in a dish.
This would be my only wish.
Vanilla, chocolate, or Rocky Road,
Even with pie a la mode.