i have been paper-journalling a lot. today i drank coffee and read the bell jar and ate an apple and watched the royal tenenbaums. i looked at ruby mag and collaged a bit and drew a racist stereotype. my nails are blue. bones stick out again.

desidero rompere il vostro giugulare! desidero strombare le vostre vene del varicose!

the unicorns are amazing. i am like very in love with the world again. want to watch sigur ros videos. i'm almost at my most fabulous point. there is something really lovely going on right now. i just can't explain it. i am on such a high..

i love eli and jagged movements and i feel like myself finally. i feel like i know exactly who i am and who i ought to be. there is something so graceful about that discovery.. i keep thinking about princess diana and ink. i keep coming up with ideas for saving the world. i don't feel as crazy as i did and i don't feel as dependant on my insanity. that's a bloody amazing feeling.

recovery can be summed up in one sentence: why do i still waste ink on you?