Wednesday, October 28, 2009

something tells me we're too close:

goodgirlsgoruth: AND MICHELLE DUGGAR'S UTERUS

goodgirlsgoruth: HAS FALLEN OUT

goodgirlsgoruth: FOUR TIMES

goodgirlsgoruth: FALLEN OUT

goodgirlsgoruth: OF HER VAGINA.

wecouldbepilots: FUCK.

wecouldbepilots: OH FUCK

wecouldbepilots: THAT'S LIKE

goodgirlsgoruth: THAT IS DISGUSTING

wecouldbepilots: MY WORST FEAR

goodgirlsgoruth: AND THEN SHE HAS TO SAY OOPS AND THEN

goodgirlsgoruth: A DOCTOR HAS TO PUT IT BACK IN

goodgirlsgoruth: DONT YOU THINK THATS A FUCKING SIGN

wecouldbepilots: DLJFAKLJKLAFJKLJALK STOP

goodgirlsgoruth: THAT YOU SHOULD STOP PROCREATING

goodgirlsgoruth: JESUS CHRIST JIM BOB GET A FUCKING VASECTAMY IF YOU TWO LOVE TO DO IT SO MUCH

goodgirlsgoruth: FOUR FUCKING TIMES

goodgirlsgoruth: COULD YOU IMAGINE HOW THAT FEELS

goodgirlsgoruth: HOW DOES YOUR UTERUS FALL OUT

wecouldbepilots: OHFALJLKAJ

wecouldbepilots: OFALKJKLAJ

goodgirlsgoruth: THAT IS JUST

goodgirlsgoruth: LIKE I CANT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

wecouldbepilots: I AM SCARRED FOR LIFE

goodgirlsgoruth: LIKE IMAGINE PEEING OUT A FUCKING UTERUS

wecouldbepilots: NO FUCKING BABIES EVER.

wecouldbepilots: LIKE

goodgirlsgoruth: "I think I'll just go to the ladies room real quick. HOLY SHIT THAT IS MY UTERUS"

wecouldbepilots: LOL OOPS MY FUCKING UTERUS FELL OUT, CAN YOU PLEASE STUFF IT BACK IN THERE

goodgirlsgoruth: EWWW

goodgirlsgoruth: I JUST PICTURED

goodgirlsgoruth: MICHELLE DUGGAR

goodgirlsgoruth: POKING IT BACK IN

goodgirlsgoruth: LOLOLOLOL

goodgirlsgoruth: LOL

wecouldbepilots: EW

goodgirlsgoruth: ew "symptoms of uterine prolapse include:" (that's when it falls out

wecouldbepilots: I JUST PICTURED HER LIKE CHILLAXIN ALL COOL AT THE MALL AND HER UTERUS JUST FALLING THE FUCK OUT

goodgirlsgoruth: "painful sexual intercourse"

goodgirlsgoruth: WHO WANTS TO HAVE SEX

goodgirlsgoruth: WHEN YOUR UTERUS IS LIKE RIGHT THERE

goodgirlsgoruth: BOYS LIKE TO FUCK A VAGINA, NOT SOME WEIRD VACUOLE TYPE THING

wecouldbepilots: EW EW EW EW

goodgirlsgoruth: EWWWWW

goodgirlsgoruth: IT'S SO FUCKING DISGUSTING

goodgirlsgoruth: AND THAT HAS HAPPENED TO HER

goodgirlsgoruth: FOUR TIMES

wecouldbepilots: IT CAN FALL OUT WHEN YOU'RE GIVING BIRTH TOO

goodgirlsgoruth: I BET SHE CAN PERFORM THE SURGERY TO FIX IT ALL BY HERSELF NOW

wecouldbepilots: I REMEMBER WATCHING AN EPISODE OF ER AND THIS WOMAN WAS GIVING BIRTH TO TWINS AND HER UTERUS FELL OUT

wecouldbepilots: AND SHE FUCKING BLED TO DEATH

wecouldbepilots: AND HER HUSBAND WAS LIKE "BUT ARE MY BABIES OKAY"

goodgirlsgoruth: YEAH BUT YOUR WIFES UTERUS CAME OUT

goodgirlsgoruth: that's like

goodgirlsgoruth: EUGH IT'S SUPPOSED TO STAY IN YOUR BODY

wecouldbepilots: IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE THERE

wecouldbepilots: INSIDE

goodgirlsgoruth: WOAH DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE BESIDES MULTIPLE CHILD BIRTHS CAN CAUSE YOUR UTERUS TO COME OUT???

wecouldbepilots: what

goodgirlsgoruth: OBESITY, CONSTANT CONSTIPATION (DOOCE!), CHRONIC BRONCHITIS

goodgirlsgoruth: so like

goodgirlsgoruth: if you're hella fat

goodgirlsgoruth: your uterus could fall out

wecouldbepilots: YOUR UTERUS WILL JUST FLOP ON OUTTA THERE

goodgirlsgoruth: i'd be like, oh just leave it out, i'd like to lose 5 pounds

goodgirlsgoruth: ROFLMAO

goodgirlsgoruth: LMAO

goodgirlsgoruth: LMAO

goodgirlsgoruth: LMAO

goodgirlsgoruth: LMAO

wecouldbepilots: OH MY GOD THAT'S JUST

wecouldbepilots: JUST IMAGINE HOW THAT FEELS.

goodgirlsgoruth: EW LIKE

goodgirlsgoruth: IT WOULD FEEL LIKE

goodgirlsgoruth: POOPING OUT YOUR VAGINA

goodgirlsgoruth: EWWW

wecouldbepilots: EW

wecouldbepilots: OH GOD

wecouldbepilots: EW

goodgirlsgoruth: i know

goodgirlsgoruth: it's disgusting

wecouldbepilots: oh i can't even imagine


Wednesday, October 21, 2009

You're a brave girl, and courage is something I'll need now.

Cause it's been a hell of a day I've spent fading away.
We all fade sometimes, I believe.
And it's a strange world as I watch the tables get turned around.
You've got the strength that I've lost.
Who would have thought you'd be carrying me?

Friday, October 9, 2009

I swim for brighter days, despite the absence of sun:

I often have the complete inability to write about things that are important to me, or things that are happening in my life. It's not that I don't want to, but I sit down at blogger and I open up a new post... and nothing comes. My head goes blank, or worse, fills with a bunch of feelings that I'd rather not pour onto paper. Or into this box. Or anywhere. I don't want to document things here that I wouldn't say out loud to the few people who dare read this thing. I don't want this thing to become more substantial than the people I love the most.

I've been thinking a lot lately about why I keep this blog. I used to think - back when I was sixteen and so remarkably naive - that I would get internet famous off of this thing. I used to crave the comments on each post, even if it was only from one or two people. Attention, that's what it was. I craved it like an addict. But now, over two years later, this blog isn't for that anymore. This blog, although I do give several people the privilege of reading my thoughts, is mine. And mine only.

I made the decision a few years ago that I wanted to document my life, and while I regret my original reasons for doing so, I do believe it was the best decision I could have made at the time. As hard as it is to read a lot of those posts, I'm glad they're there. I'm glad I can document the last two years of my life like this.

And, for as long as it's healthy for me to do so, I want to continue to keep my thoughts here. I might have to change the link from time to time, but I want to keep this blog.