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We fill our lives with bad habits and addictions, because we feel empty. We fill it with crap, junk that only gratifies us instantly, yet never fulfills us completely. I want to feed that starving self with something that I love, with a positive thing, so that it doesn't destroy me or add guilt and shame to my inner self. I want to find out why I have a hole there and fix it. Maybe it's love of a woman, a best friend, a baby, a career, a new hobby, excersize, but I need to feel whole and complete. I need to fill the hole to be whole. Sex doesn't do it, pot doesn't do it, religion didn't do it, men definitely didn't do it, but I have sought out a shovel to fill my empty self with garbage that just stank and left me rotten. Did I have a revelation, or did the coffee just kick in? While Soaking in Lavendar... - Saturday, Apr. 06, 2019 He Reminded Me of An Incident Years Ago - Monday, Feb. 04, 2019 My Rose-Coloured Glasses are Smashed & I Don’t Want Them Anymore - Sunday, Feb. 03, 2019 It’s Been Awhile - Saturday, Feb. 02, 2019 I Never Needed You. - Thursday, Nov. 27, 2014
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