Crescendoll's crescendo

I see her behind the glass. She is beautiful, like a skillfully crafted doll. I watch her dance, I watch her sing. She is amazing, like the first sunrise of summer or the first snowflake of winter.
I laugh at her jokes and smile when she plays. She is the thing that gives me hope, the thing that makes life bearable.

But it's a lie. I look around and see others who stare at her like me. They all think she's beautiful, that she's as amazing as the first sunrise of summer. But it's all a lie.

In truth she's nothing but a doll, a perverted thing to take our minds off of real life. Something to drag us down to her level. She is dirty, ugly, a creature that deserves our pity and nothing else. She was once someone's daughter, but now...now she is nothing.

Ugh...

This flu or cold or whatever it is is going around faster than a Tumblr post...

Little baby Luna

Little baby Luna would not go to sleep last night. She wanted mommy and the Doctor doesn't mean crap when that happens.
I literally tried everything, I picked her up, sang to her, gave her another bottle, you name it. I was just going to leave her in her room (it seemed to work the first time she freaked out), but little Luna wasn't going to have that. I had totally forgotten that she knows how to open her door now and by the time I raced upstairs she was already in the master bathroom.
So I had to do it. I didn't want to, but I was left with no other choice. I took her downstairs and turned on the Imagination Movers.
Good Lord that girl calmed down. We were into the third episode when mommy and daddy walked in...

I don't think I'm gonna babysit again any time soon.

Sometimes....

Sometimes I wonder if my friends are worth keeping around.
Do they help me or hurt me?

The saddest thing...

The irony of love is not loving the right person at the wrong time, it's YOU. (points to girl) You're the irony of love. Loving YOU at the wrong time, loving you and letting the real "right one" pass me by. You're the reason I cried, drank, and lashed out at everyone.
I gave you everything I could, all my time and money and patience. And for what? So you could lie to me, treat me like a paper towel that you use to wipe the blood from your nose.
I thought you were the most important thing in the Universe, but it turns out that you were just another bad thing ruining my life.

I'm glad I'm done with you....

Weening the hallow.

I want to get a group together and go as Buckaroo Banzai and the Hong Kong Cavaliers next Halloween. Who's in?