Posted by: Laura on: November 14, 2009
I’ve come home for the weekend, mainly in the desperate, misguided hope that being somewhere else equates to being someone else, or at least feeling something else.
It never works like that, though, does it? It seems ridiculously trite to say that wherever you go, you can’t escape yourself, but still, it’s true. And perhaps it’s [...]
Posted by: Laura on: October 5, 2009
Sometimes, I like thinking about suicide. I like making plans, setting dates, focussing really hard on it. It makes me happy, briefly. Not real happiness, admittedly, but a kind of determined anticipation, a kind of relief: just a few more days, just another week, and then…nothing. I won’t exist anymore.
Posted by: Laura on: September 27, 2009
I have, I suppose, two main things to write about tonight. And it seems pointless to write about them as two separate posts. So I’m shoving them together, whether they belong together or not.
Posted by: Laura on: March 27, 2009
Edit: Sorry, the title of this post makes it seem much more cheerful than it actually is.
(Unrelated to anything: can you have a single mump?)
Thanks for all your nice messages following my previous post. I’m mostly better now, I just get tired and a little headachey if I have a long day. So, that’s okay.
Posted by: Laura on: March 23, 2009
Why is it so easy to say, “Fuck off, I hate you”, with a smile and a wink (or even with a straight face – preferably, but not essentially, if people know I’m joking), but so difficult to say, “Hey, flatmate…? Please stop mentioning the fact that I have another year to go at university. It [...]
Posted by: Laura on: November 1, 2008
I hurt myself today…
Posted by: Laura on: October 26, 2008
You probably won’t find this interesting. But I need to write it.
What people think.