Shhhannon

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New Wooden Cityscapes Sculpted with a Bandsaw by James McNabb

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Allah, Buddha, Mohamed, Sweet Baby Jesus, Lord Vishnu, or whoever is in charge, You are no longer welcome to intervene in my life as You please. If I want hurdles, I'll set them up for myself, thank you. It's high time this gal stops feeling like every day is a struggle.

I used to cherish alone time.

Most assuredly for the wrong reasons, but cherish it I did.

I feel as if I’ve been and will be cursed to spend my days with only me. In the past I seemed like the most tolerable choice of company, so I settled into my rut, and soon became my worst enemy.

Loneliness has been a burden I’ve carried throughout the entirety of my existence. It’s weighing more each moment, especially since

A brief embrace from a once friend brought me such bitter sweet bliss, I cried out in relief.

This metamorphosis is no longer one I can go through without having my hand held. Being my own rock has wore me down past exhaustion and I am having a hard time holding myself up, alone. 

This body is meant to be touched and my time is meant to be shared. Hold me, even just for a little while. Save me from myself. Appreciate me for all that I am

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

Being handed a stuffed bear as I awoke in the university of Alberta hospital, which I was air lifted to after being nearly destroyed in a car accident. I was three years old

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For my pal, the saddest lil celiac

Dear Kraft, I was recently diagnosed with celiacs disease and my life hasn’t been and never will be the same as it ever was. This is a negative change, you see, because I am unable to consume wheat, barley or rye. Giving up being able to enjoy a refreshing beer is devastating enough on its own, but not being able to eat even one noodle of kraft dinner makes me question my ability to survive. The price you brilliant people have set your product at made me excited to spend the little money I had on one of the most delicious and surprisingly salubrious meal options available to someone in my tax bracket. I have tried the gluten free competitor’s product and I’m sure I don’t have to tell you it was subpar. Gotta be KD, indeed. So now I ask you to kindly cater to my kind, the lower class individual forced into a painful and expensive dietary restriction. Stay sweet, kraft. All my love, Sad celiac

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Emergency First Aid

I now possess the power to save a life, if I choose. The arousing part of this certification is that I have no legal or moral obligations to do so. My mission, choose I accept it. When hypothetically faced with this glorious opportunity to prevent someone from slipping into the dark grip of death by separating their ribs from the breastbone while pushing the heel of my hand deep within their chest cavity, I can't help but feel I would decline due to the possibility of trying and failing, undoubtedly crushing my own spirit in the process. So it goes.

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7 Am Tuesday, day 4 of being use/helpless

How are you spending this time? I'll bet you're sleeping. You should envy me and all my glory. Allow me to describe the scene for you: Dimly lit room, draft coming in through the old ass windows. The fingernails on my left hand are sloppily painted grey- I need my right hand for eating m&ms. A playlist of five songs repeats itself over and over and over and over. Feelsolow - no ceremony. Beside the candy coated peanuts lay my precious bottle of Tylenol 3's. I eat two, feel a warm buzz and brain fuzz. Terrific. Why not test lipsticks? I can't get my sutures wet so I'm smelling ripe. I'll take the self esteem boost where I can get it. My mind wanders to the idea of being ruined by bed sores. Can they be present after such a short time? How long has it been... Cabin fever has a way of making days go on forever, and the entire Lord of the rings trilogy pass by in what feels like an hour. I wish I had something to urinate in. After being horizontal so long, I fear my legs are useless slabs of meat unfit to hold up my forgotten body. I will scour eHarmony until the sun rises and sleep with my face under a pillow. Until next time. Sincerely Yours, Shhhannon

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A lil compare and contrast.

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Sorry about all the knee pictures, sweat pants are all that fit me right now.

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Everybody's Free To Wear SUNSCREEN! (by maximoox)

I may start listening to this every morning. I've never been so inspired or hopeful.

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January sunsets in Eddy

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A dramatic sunset in Edmonton warms my bones.

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I went to Banff to ski at Sunshine.

It didn't end well. It didn't start well, for that matter. Halfway down my second run, I overestimated myself and underestimated the cruel mistress that is a powder coated mountain, and twisted my knee somethin' fierce. After crying like a child in a tantrum, I was sure I couldn't ski to safety. I waited twenty minutes or so for ski patrol to whisk me to the infirmary in this claustrophobia-inspiring body bag. So it goes.

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This desperate but lovely man approached me at ~4 Am, bravely asking for a ride to West Edmonton Mall. I obliged, but not until I had taken his photo with my telephone, warning that if I don't report safe to my dear friend, rash measures would be taken. "Your picture has been automatically uploaded to the internet. I've told my friend that if I don't let her know I'm safe in a short period of time, she must hack my dropbox account and share your face with the police." He looked rather startled, but agreed that it was reasonable considering the circumstances. We made a joke or two about not killing each other (on purpose, the roads were slippery) and he thanked me continuously. I fucked up my leg the next day, so I am beginning to believe Karma is a sham. Perhaps I shouldn't have terrified the man.