For your peace of mind.
I want to be the embodiment of aggression, but I know that's not what I want, and I don't know why I want to be that.
Once, I imagined that I had a penis. Yes. And it felt profoundly unfair that I do not.Or, not necessarily unfair, but rather confusing. Perplexing. Inaccurate. As though I was supposed to have built with something and it was left off, like a phantom limb, or something equally as fucking weird.
I hope never to be the kind of person that others feel better when they forget.
I am trying to make you feel guilty. I pray to the powers that be that I am not succeeding.
Once, I imagined that I had a penis. Yes. And it felt profoundly unfair that I do not.Or, not necessarily unfair, but rather confusing. Perplexing. Inaccurate. As though I was supposed to have built with something and it was left off, like a phantom limb, or something equally as fucking weird.
I hope never to be the kind of person that others feel better when they forget.
I am trying to make you feel guilty. I pray to the powers that be that I am not succeeding.