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A very bad idea.

This is a very fucking bad idea. The fact that this is so fucking open makes me cringe. The fact people we don’t know are reading this makes me sick. 132 more words


If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.

I don’t know why I’m here, yet I’m increasingly finding myself out amongst the real world-instead of the cozy one within our head without the slightest notion of the reason why. 320 more words


The Psychology Of Turning Someone.

As you’re aware, I’m very interested in psychology and I’m a dark urban fantasy author, so I quite often ponder the intersection between the two. That led to me considering the potential psychological problems and disorders that could arise when someone is turned. 1,278 more words



I can’t remember who was in hospital first. Me or Riley. But I knew that as soon as I saw him I liked him. Not in a “love at first site” way, but in a “You look awesome and I can’t wait for us to be friends” sort of way. 640 more words



The strands
so varied in color
each a story half`told
the unraveling fabric
of lives but only

One strand
a glad poet song
colored all blossoms… 62 more words


~meredith reblogged this on Living is Not Mental Illness and commented:

Many strands, many-colored lives... poet Peter Notehelfer writes poetry with phrases that will touch you, make you smile. Happy Sunday. Meredith.

promising hope

We lived that dream…

we dreamed it, already;


I love you

in tones

of desperation.

every day, every day

we said it;


(so many times a day) 22 more words

Disassociative Identity Disorder

Flower Turns Transparent in the Rain

Diphylleia grayi also known as the skeleton flower. native to moist wooded mountainsides in colder regions of China and Japan, has petals that turn transparent with the rain. 47 more words


~meredith reblogged this on Living is Not Mental Illness and commented:

and then, there appeared the crystalline flowers to walk mindfully among, thanks to e-MORFES. happy friday, all. ~meredith