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We Stay Together
troublewaits.com
This is not a mental health website
It is a mental illness website
A place for people to come after
no one else can stand to look at you, self included.
Its for people who wished they
wanted to get better but somethin keeps standin in the way.
I want to learn why there are
so many of us.
Til then the little monster
inside you is welcome here.
Troublewaits is dedicated to loser throwaway Stacey Anne Rainey who never saw the light at the end of the tunnel, and loser throwaway Harriet Tubman who showed other loser throwaways the way the fuck out.
To wit:
When you think the night has
seen your mind
That inside youre twisted and
unkind
Let me stand to show that you
are blind
Please put down your hands
Cause I see you
Ill be your mirror.
-- Lou Reed
troublewaits is a thematic non-fiction narrative, a personal take on sensibility in all its internal and external permutations as experienced by the author.
Make it easy on yourself,
get to know
our
CAST
OF CHARACTERS first.
Then come back and start at the top if you want.
wheres Stacey
Anne Rainey when you need her?
she may walk like bo diddly but
what we do here is this, i think
how to talk to your psychiatrist
nick cave teaches lottie all she needs to know about lottie
you make me laugh or I will not be held accountable for my insane acts of love
baby won't you please come home? thanks, you can go now
let's all go the hospital, the hospital will wake us well
listening to p.j. harvey, brooding on hitchcock
oh christ it started again yesterday
fake men real! sorry, fake men real! sorry, fake men more less after abortion!!!
what? do i have any fuckin readers or what?
webaster, can we end up in jail, please
stacking corpses, feeling sensitive
not another conveyor belt of open caskets!
hi world, you can fuck off now
yo loretta, cotton mather's home!
thou goest to wimmen? forget not thy whip!
give 'em back god, i know what to do with them
you wouldn't believe the day i had
if it happened once it could happen again
you wouldn't believe the day i had part 2
you wouldn't believe the day i had, part 3
you would not fuckin beleeeeeeve the etc.
you wouldn't believe the day i had, part 5
you would not believe the girls around here i had today
365 new words of the day, all right here
spectacular beating number 1: stanford university
out of the cradle endlessly mocking
spectacular public beating number 2: rock critics
medication station around the bend
hey shoshanna can we be friends or do you need another beating?
pull up a chair, this one's pain free, honest
if you don't like my peaches why do you shake my tree?
trouble's stand-up/fall down diagnosis explained
dr. little-bit displays his rich font of ignorance
hey austin, this is another open love letter to austin
fucking homos coming out of the woodwork
why paul westerberg is fuckin shakespeare, bitch
postscript to psb family i know i'm missin
bob dylan's here kicking against the software
this is the house that capitalism built
heavenly father fruit of thy blessings shakedown
dr. disobey trumps my nightmare nurses
bastard child of psycho-social-babble
parent culture? um, can i ask a question?
look inside your infant breast and take some responsibility
i wallow, you swallow, this way no one dies, see
this is your brain on the monomen
trouble's pms love letter to shirkin fuckin boyfriend
i guess i'm old fashioned when it comes to insanity
have you come here for forgiveness?
which sex is more insane, huh?
you must have this to lose your mind
maybe baby you can drive me car
if a tree falls on a led zeppelin fan
I'm supposed to stop criticizing people, does this sound right?
it may not be childbirth but schizophrenics count for nothing too
there's a little bit of whore in every nancy reagan
this is not gossip to those who are not brainless
Lame-name-no-blame-banana-fanna-insane-a-fi-fie-foe-fum-
I-smell-the-remains-of-a-mad-womon-la!
it's always darkest before it goes pitch black
Yo- heifers, sows, irritants, recite this poem and get a boyfriend
ever wonder which sex is pure evil?
hey cosmo girl, take this quiz
homicide: life on the streets of dharma and greg
this is not brainless to those who are not gossip
kiss me, kiss me again, then re-kiss me
my first act on entering this world
fuck social security, i have a better idea
point taken, now about those sandals
i don't wanna be a pinhead no more
just because i don't care doesn't mean i don't understand
ready for your close-up, hellhound boulevard?
knock-knock, where's my unlimited NEA Grant so i can finish my fucking art, pricks?
all we have to fear is disposable sperm banks
proof that trouble's a fictional character, lottie, shit-fer-brains
you've been waiting so patiently for this
say hi to jeff, you made him what he is today --
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