Tag Archive: secret

Safety Pins Are Not Safe

Bloody scary sores. Bloody wounds everywhere. Gaping holes in our flesh. Torn skin, ripped skin, ravaged flesh.  And a safety pin.  A fucking safety pin on the bathroom counter.  This was yesterday’s afternoon/evening. … Continue reading

Who Told??

Holy crap I can’t believe we did that. What the fuck were you thinking, Kellie?! Oh shit on me, you told! Fuck. There’s no taking it back now. We-I-she-told one of our real-life… Continue reading

Glitter’s Homework

Earlier tonight, Husband and I chatted for what seemed a long time, and we talked about things of a serious nature, important things, having perhaps even life-changing type discussions about his new business… Continue reading

Sharing the Truth

Found: writings dated Thursday, March 14, 2013 Therapy was so productive today that I feel it is imperative to blog about it, mainly so that we (the K’s) can read it later and… Continue reading

Happy Birthday? Probably Not.

Current mood:depressed Every year on this particular date, I wake up with Morrissey singing “Unhappy Birthday” in my head. Yes, I’m one of those people who hates birthdays. I loathe them with a… Continue reading

Reminiscing

Earlier this week, Husband had to snap us out of a long, rambling speech about our ex-boyfriends and fiancees.  God Kellie is a rude bitch sometimes.  We’ve been reminiscing.  A lot.  And missing… Continue reading

How Many K’s Are There?

I have been keeping a diary or journal or sketchbook since I was about 4 or 5 years old. The older I got, the more telling the diary entries.  The handwriting changes often.… Continue reading

Another Year, Another Reality

It’s hard for us to believe that a year has passed since we began this blog.  Of course, this blog began in another location, there we found out someone who actually knows us… Continue reading

(S)He Works Here

My husband has been under a lot of pressure lately.  He recently opened his own business so he has quite a lot on his shoulders at the moment.  It really came as no… Continue reading

Break On Through

“Madness need not be all breakdown.  It may also be break-through.”  ~R.D. Laing, The Politics of Experience This has been an epic week for us.  I was talking with my mother a few… Continue reading