Disgraced_inside's tags:
Disgraced_inside reads (2):
Who's reading Disgraced_inside (4):

Disgraced_inside's blog - subscribe Im damaged and alone. End of story.

Sort by:
The meaning of happiness? Little things. Being held while you listen to a song that he whispers in your ear is your song. Being told in that tone that noone will ever touch me, ever hurt me. Sitting in Macca's, s...
Its been ages since I posted. Or it feels that way.
An angel took me Saturday night, in the form of my best friend Peg (thats obviously his nickname). Come out, he says, we're picking you up at 5:30, be ready. I get ready. He says, wear your got...
K so today I wanna talk about approval. this seems to be a recurring subject for me, and i mean all kinds of approval, others approval and my own approval, mostly of myself.

Firstly, the need to be loud and in the center of everything. You as...
I feel so stupid writing this. I feel like I should have predicted it.
He said he wanted to be there for me, help me get thru all of this. So we arranged to hang out this evening. Nothing sensational, we didnt even chose a venue, just an agre...
Either the baby is making me really emotional or I'm just so amazingly gullible. Rule one for me, I delete comments cause I don't want anyone linked with me. Simple as that.
So I get home and theres a comment and I go to read it and even tho it...
same as before, just fixing my mistakes...
Next Thursday is the day. I have almost 7 days with my child. Then my darling fish will be flushed down the toilet like so many uncared for pets.

Had a medical this morning. Whole lot of bad news. The spotting and bleeding? Well they reckon ...
Posted before, deleted, now reposted. What can I say, Im a coward......
So firstly, my Love cancelled on my counselling appointment, the one you go to before you have a termination. This had the expected effect, I was hysterical. Depressingly hysterical. I realised that with the absence of support that I have come to rely o...
The stupid things we do in the dark of the night. Receiving a phone call from my Love. Talking into the night, drowning myself in the sound of his voice. Hearing him cry to me and me cry back to him, yet knowing that regardless of what he says to me abo...
K so my first blog. Why am i doing this? well over last weekend i found out some pretty heavy news and now I got too much going thru my head. And there's nowhere i can say this stuff without ppl i know seeing it.

K, so first things first....