the flaming sword of the BITTER

ignorance is the night of the mind, but a night without moon and star; in that black the BITTER waits with teeth like the cheshire cat.

So quoth Strange at 18:06 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

Damion Rice- Accidental Babies.

Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place

And we ignored our others, happy plans
For that delicate look upon your face

Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows what we have done

Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?

Well you held me like a lover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place

And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace

Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space for the light-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
For we are in love

Do you come
Together ever with him?
Is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?
What about me?

___________________

Who said the BITTER doesn't enjoy a good love song?

So quoth Strange at 20:20 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

"Fine! Go on in there and tell her that every day is a blessing. So you killed your baby. Shake it off. Think positive. At least you're alive. ... Hmmm. Kind of hard to sell when you don't believe it, huh? And you never believed it. You just wanted all that crap you went through to mean something. Well, it didn't mean anything. It never does. Welcome back."

— Hugh Laurie, "House, M.D."

So quoth scott at 03:04 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

OB Dept. Anonymous hospital Hold message:

"...can reduce the risk of S.I.D.S.. If you feel yourself losing control put the baby in its crib and walk away; never, never, never shake the baby, shaking the baby can cause severe brain damage or even death. If you have a mildly sick child and can't stay home from work we offer..."
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I weep for the future.

So quoth Strange at 16:54 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

When you place blood on one pan and bile on the other, how do the scales tip?

October is feral, and in it, I wade in blood and thousands of razor-sharp memories and futures…

past, present, and future, the blood mixes; mine, hers, theirs, all of ours

and the BITTER simply stands back with that cheshire, mysterious grin and waits….

So quoth scott at 03:31 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

TOUCH ME
HATE ME
GIVE YOURSELF TO ME
AND BREAK ME

CUT THESE EYES AND I WILL SEE
KISS THESE LYING LIPS FOR ME
STROKE THIS SKIN AND I WILL KNEEL
BRUTALIZE ME; I WILL HEAL!

  — kmfdm, "brute"

So quoth scott at 08:02 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

Suddenly I'm 10 years old, I've done nothing wrong but still I have a grievous punishment ahead of me. Growing up in a good clean christian household spankings were frequent and once my dad was angry, unrelenting. Now I'm back there again, the blows keep falling, the pain keeps pouring on and no matter what I do to try and stop it, no matter how I plead or cry, she just keeps slashing away. Even now I scream at the top of my lungs, frantic to stop the pain, wishing with everything I am just to make it go away, to disappear, and myself with it. Stop... please, just stop... I can't take this anymore... stop it.

stop it
STOP IT!

So quoth Strange at 03:06 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

There are days I am alikened to a faithful dog. Kick me and I'll come back for more. Forget to feed me, I'll just wait, silently, patiently, until it suits you. No matter how horrid your treatment, I still defend you, I still look up to you with those stupid little dependant eyes eager for approval and affection. I would walk over a thousand miles, through burning deserts, fire, ice, hail, rain, snow, all just to get to you and for what? a pat on the head, an 'at-a-boy?

Yes.

For me, its enough, I'll continue to be battered, beaten, worn thin, replaced, and forgotten just so long as there is even the slightest glimmer of hope that you'll look into my eyes and say, "how could I not love such a stupid mutt like you?"

There are days when I am alikened to a dog.

So quoth Strange at 11:49 UTC | 1 BITTER pill | BITTER traces (0)

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So quoth Strange at 01:44 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)

This is so stupid, look at this chance
I thought that men were the ones who needed to sow their wild oats yet here you are, "I need a break," "I need some time," "I need someone new."

I don't care about the right time, all I care about is the right One.
What was this to you? anything better than a pretty rock, a bauble to play with until you got bored, then tossed it aside to find another one to pull with your strings.

That's not a fucking toy you're playing with, its not some pretty gem to adorn your mantle, thats my fucking heart you stupid woman. That's a fucking life worth fighting for.

Things get tough, you get scared, what is this cut and run? Whatever happened to, I know it'll be hard but I'm willing to work through it. Was that all a lie, did you just tell me what you wanted me to hear? what you wanted to hear?

What are you running from? Who are you running to? the arms of another man won't solve this! How? Is this a trap?

I'm so tired of exuses, I'm so tired of trying to fill this gap.

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But I'm just the right guy at the wrong time

So quoth Strange at 21:36 UTC | 0 BITTER pills | BITTER traces (0)