There are some people that I genuinely hope will reincarnate as colostomy bags. At least then- they'd be a useful sack of shit.

Life might be chewing me up and shitting me out, but I'm built like a piece of corn.

Ah yes, the viral infection of human emotions. Does anybody else feel this way? I swear to God- I get to this place where I finally feel...

Any of you in the healing/self-healing/spiritual landscape will be all too familiar with this term. It used to be a tremendous source of...