It seems everywhere I go, elements around me remind me it's spring. The flowers are blooming, bees are buzzing around... The clock is eternally ticking, but I feel like I'm stuck in a muted box... Why doesn't the sun shine? It's stormy and raining, things feel dull and airy; almost like in slow motion, with water muffling all sound around me.
Guilt covers me, shames me. I look in the mirror these days and all i can see is how bent my nose is, an imperfection I only just noticed, but it's too far to one side. I hate my nose. So close to achieving the biggest dream I have ever had; and all I can think about is my fucking nose? When am I going to grow up?
Patterns, seem to spiral out of me when I'm feeling confused, unsure or upset. I seem to grab at the first person I can find and try to latch onto them for support... I never seem to stand up by myself and do something out of my own strength.
Glass of self loathing anyone? I think it would taste bitter, and smell like really strong industry grade cleaning chemical.
Talking... I'm just so tired of talking about the inevitable. Why contemplate what I already know is certain? I wish I had the balls to just smash this stupid box and step out into the sunshine again, maybe reestablish what I want and need in life.
Ahh... Conan... What is best in life? How could a slave know whats best in life and I not know? Why does everything I see everywhere remind me of a time that I was happier?
GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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It's spelt 'fresia'.
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ReplyDeletewhat's all the hub-ub?
this is more suspenseful than TB&TB
Important events, allusions to significant happenings, yet no resolution, why,
IT COULD MEAN ANYTHING!
run for your lives, Nibiruuuuuuuuuuuu
help, help
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