Thank you sobriety. for this clear head. clean carpet and an empty bed. Thank you sobriety, for this new start, a settled stomach and a sutured heart. Thank you sobriety, for this pardon of the black noose,

Will you come if I cry , or look up if I sigh? Are you lost , always passing by? I'm longing for you to try. Always guarded but I once saw you shy, it was right before you were about to die. In that moment

To Byron, I'll always love you and I think I finally said goodbye... All my good byes remain untrue, until I find someone unlike you. Someone who is present for all my days, and never leaves me in a dismal

Or worse....

Homemade Card

I found him abandoned on the streets in a shitty part of Dallas where I was squatting in a rundown building. We were both broken and lost. We moved to Seattle a few months later together, but when I went

Saw this whilst exploring Seattle Underground .

I feel empowered because of the strong connections I have made with those I've met on a shared path to sobriety. I feel capable of anything because I have chosen to change my life for the better. I feel

Jaime, one of the greatest therapist here, asked us to put on the front of the paper who we were and on the back , who we've become. So I painted the front and wrote a little rhyme for the back to share

Wednesday Night Gratitude List

Finally, a universal towing sign

It's all relative, but for me time is :

My muse , like many , was born in sorrow but learned to dance to the beat of dropping tears. I stick out my tongue when they fall down my cheek to taste the saline. But that doesn't mean I never smiled

I wake up hearing my alarm’s frantic anthem of the morning. I hit the snooze button with a heavy hand. “Fuck me.” Lifting to rest on my elbows, face in palms, I put my mind in order. It’s Tuesday. Work

Liam digs his heels into the fort’s dirt floor. Ethan has known for a while that there is something wrong. An inner turmoil he can sense in his brother but not name. And he knows well enough to not pry

Not even once... and now not ever

A one...a two...a three (for those who don't know its a reference to the old tootsie roll pop commercial)

Beer its not just for breakfast any more...could lead to shots of tequila .... read closely

Tune in next week to find out !!

Liam and Ethan Cole are fourteen year old identical twins. They’re terribly shy and everyone says they speak to the other with their eyes. They’re the biggest mystery in this dingy southern town. No one