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Ah, forgive me, I tend to assume I'm speaking to an empty room. Thank you though. And as for your fear, I have that fear aswell. But then I start thinking of those moments where being entirely invisible would be ideal; stocking up on food or drink - no charge because the cashier is being drug off far halucinating floating food. Magic self-propelling paintballs splattering all over the buildings downtown. I'm joking, I know that's not what you meant. Damn off humor. Gonna get me into trouble again... so you are a facade? a lie? you keep your distance because there's nothing in you for people to find? that's their problem, you know. i'm not afraid of people not finding anything inside of me. if they don't, they're not right for me. and if there really is nothing inside me, then, well, i'm all flash and no fire, all style and no substance. one could be worse. in fact, i would think that your self-worth then depends on the quality (thoroughness) and fun of your cover, of your shell. if you're a void, and you're pretending not to be, so you can pretend to be something, then you should pretend to be happy--and actually be happy because you are only what you pretend to be. -- we're all shells, all hollow. we are only what we do, and not what we say and think. all that is artifice. -- and if you are empty, if you are nothing, why do you put up this display of misery? of depression? that itself can only be a pose. if there's truly nothing there, then you have no feelings, and you're only pretending to be sad about being empty. -- i'm sure my logic is flawed, though, so pay no attention to the voice from outerspace. 27 yrs of one foot in front of the other. aristotle had a point, but self-analysis is a dangerous thing. Your writing is just beautiful. I came across your journal by accident and am thoroughly enchanted by your writings. Continue to write as I am an avid fan now. i agree with gina. And now, what is your greatest fear? To paraphrase the band Incubus...my greatest fear is the rescue of me.... Oooh, shirt over head! :D Oh, oh, like THAT. Whoops. I mean, uh, gee, you really must have had a lot of sugar. Really. ::whistles:: have you been to a Cold Stone Creamery yet? Cake Batter Ice Cream with Peanut Butter cups, Oreos, and graham cracker crust, in a chocolate and health bar dipped waffle cone.
i've never seen you.
but you are beautiful.
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