Let me start off by saying that human pack-bonding instincts are weird. They are this fascinatingly adaptable thing that allows us to bond with not only other people, but other animals and even objects. We care about our pets like members of our family (and they are members of our family, let’s be real), and there’s an attachment we get as humans to cars, boats, spaceships, and sometimes even places.
I am not very good with words.
... Perhaps I should amend that a bit. I am very good with typing words. I am not very good with speaking them. Especially when they are words that I need to say to express myself about how I am thinking. How I am feeling. How I... am.
I should probably be writing Speak or Synchronicity instead of writing this blog. Or keeping up with the plethora of emails that have likely come in from work about the poor souls that I work with, and need to keep an ear out so I can go out again to try to help pick them up off the floor like I'm some angel in a Mountain Goats song. Instead, I'm writing a blogpost about the negative psychology of fame, whilst trying to give counselling to a friend that deserves far better than me as their
I awoke this morning with an echo in my head. Well, two really: one of a trio of songs that my brain fused together in a strange and disconcerting way that made sense at first, only to terrify me later. The other a simple phrase. Just one that has decided to permeate my psyche for the rest of the day, and no amount of distractions, conversations, or stimulant medications has been able to dislodge from my head. Which in some ways makes me wonder if something plucked a heartstring of my soul.
Now I am two - myself, and this other you call 'my lady'. For she is here as truly as I am now, though once she was only a veil over me. She walks in the castle, she dresses herself, she takes her meals, and she thinks her own thoughts. If she has no power to heal, or to quiet, still she has another magic. - from Peter S. Beagle's The Last Unicorn
This is a song with the same four chords
I use most of the time
When I've got something on my mind
And I don't want to squander the moment
Trying to come up with a better way
To say what I want to say - "You Were Cool" by The Mountain Goats
My mom and I found a little stray cay with white sock markings on its feet that we have been feeding table scraps. It is a grey cat with dark grey tiger stripes, a white underbelly, and white sock like markings on its feet. We've decided to call it Boots for this reason.
We found two local resources that provide free cat food; The Salvation Army and The Humane Society. So my mom and I are going to swing by so we can pick up some bags of catfood to feed the stray with.
As many people know I have social anxiety, depression, agoraphobia, PTSD, OCD and other emotional/ physical disorders as the result of genetics but also growing up in a highly abusive household, being abused at school, and also being abused in the workplace.
I've been trying to think of ways to conquer my fears of leaving the house but I haven't thought of any solid plans.
As many people know, my mom and I have been going through a very hard time lately.
If you want to read the full story you can check out my blog entry here: https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/681951/im-going-through-a-difficult-time-and-fundraiser
A few days ago there was someone who made a very kind donation to my fundraiser.
He has previously made two other contributions and he made another one which I just received in the mail.
As many people know, my mom and I have been going through a very hard time lately.
If you want to read the full story you can check out my blog entry here: https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/681951/im-going-through-a-difficult-time-and-fundraiser
A few days ago there was someone who made a very kind donation to my fundraiser.
My mom and I somehow were able to find the $400.00 we needed to pay the rent for the month of October so we won't be homeless.
A long time friend who saw my mom's post on her Facebook wall about the hard times we have been going through sent her the exact amount we need to cover the rest of the rent.
People who have been reading my blog know that I've been going through some hard things in my life, and my mom and I might be homeless in six days. You can read more about this in my blog entry here.
And the majority of them are rage quitting because they aren't 'horse famous'. <_<
Who cares whether you are horse famous or not? Why not just write for fun? Or for practice? Or both? :I
I really don't get this mentality. But there you have it. By 2018 no one will be left on the site because they aren't horse famous yet.
I will be the only person left along with a goldfish and a cockroach because, you know, nothing can destroy those things. :I
When I dream, sometimes my dreams have a commercial. And I dont mean a replay of a familiar advertisement on TV or something. My brain makes up its own commercials. For example, last night I was having this dream about being on a reality television show and the dream literally paused. Then a weird commercial about a product called Cosmic Malt Flakes played and then my dream went back to finishing up the plot about me being on a reality television show.
I am going to make them. Yesss. Yessss. 
Here are some of the patterns by the way: https://www.pinterest.com/lyraalluse/paper-lego-brick-patterns/
My mom and I found a 20 dollar bill when we went walking this morning!
It was just laying on a sidewalk in front of the apartment's front office building. We both spotted it at the same time and my mom picked it up!
So I took it to the 99 Cents Only Store around noon and bought most of our groceries for the week. XD
It was a really cool find.
My mom and I usually find a bunch of change when we go walking.
I typically upload writing exercises that I turn into stories. This has worked well for me for a while, but now I want to start uploading some more serious writing projects. I don't want people to think that my writing exercise type of stories is the usual quality of my writing, because they aren't. They are just that; writing exercises that I have turned into stories. They typically get pretty high ratings and reviews. But there are also people who don't seem to appreciate that most of my
If no one else told you today, just remember that you are amazing.
There is only one person on planet earth who will ever be like you; and that is you!
You're ideas, points of view, and other aspects of your personality mean a lot to your family, friends, and even casual people you know online.
Your life matters and you are valuable to everyone you come into contact with.
So keep on being an awesome person. Keep on shining your light out onto the world.
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