remember, I hate you
I once compared myself to a rat. crawling around in the dark.
my friend was asleep and I didn't want to wake her and I was wide-eyed as ever.
I always find myself doing everything at night.
reading. making things. painting. cleaning. everything.
I once thought I had a sleeping disorder, but no.
I believe I am nocturnal. that may sound stupid and to me is definitely does.
but I don't have insomnia cause when I do sleep I sleep just fine. I sleep a lot really, but mostly in the day.
but when It turns night, I'm up.
It's not me trying to sleep and not being able to. it's me fighting my own will to stay up like I feel I should.
I was like this when I was little. it's nothing new.
there is pink fuzz all over my floor.
It's funny how you don't believe the things you hear until you hate the person they're about. then how could you not know?
I've gotten soft. people slip under my radar. not anymore.
I hate how some people have such an effect on your life.
or how you let it happen.
you could see someone and hate them for no reason. or, maybe a reason you don't even want to say to yourself. so you pick them apart. then compare yourself to them thinking you are better in some way.
you have let them become apart of your life.
remember this:
if you are straining yourself to be original, you are the opposite.
if you are looking for ways to stand out.
if you are doing something to call yourself weird.
you are faking it.
if you're thinking you are different from people telling you that. then you might be to those people.
but if nobody ever said anything to you. stop.
No need to be silly.
I think everybody should read the book "visible monsters"
I bought that book the other day. along with a book on "the human body"
you would think I wanted to be a doctor.
pins&scissors
Back to sewing.
-Faith-
my friend was asleep and I didn't want to wake her and I was wide-eyed as ever.
I always find myself doing everything at night.
reading. making things. painting. cleaning. everything.
I once thought I had a sleeping disorder, but no.
I believe I am nocturnal. that may sound stupid and to me is definitely does.
but I don't have insomnia cause when I do sleep I sleep just fine. I sleep a lot really, but mostly in the day.
but when It turns night, I'm up.
It's not me trying to sleep and not being able to. it's me fighting my own will to stay up like I feel I should.
I was like this when I was little. it's nothing new.
there is pink fuzz all over my floor.
It's funny how you don't believe the things you hear until you hate the person they're about. then how could you not know?
I've gotten soft. people slip under my radar. not anymore.
I hate how some people have such an effect on your life.
or how you let it happen.
you could see someone and hate them for no reason. or, maybe a reason you don't even want to say to yourself. so you pick them apart. then compare yourself to them thinking you are better in some way.
you have let them become apart of your life.
remember this:
if you are straining yourself to be original, you are the opposite.
if you are looking for ways to stand out.
if you are doing something to call yourself weird.
you are faking it.
if you're thinking you are different from people telling you that. then you might be to those people.
but if nobody ever said anything to you. stop.
No need to be silly.
I think everybody should read the book "visible monsters"
I bought that book the other day. along with a book on "the human body"
you would think I wanted to be a doctor.
pins&scissors
Back to sewing.
-Faith-