Hearing Voices

Apr 29, 2010 12:04

I'm always hearing voices that say different things. One day I might hear how pathetic I am and the next how amazing. Sometimes I would agree with them.

Hearing that you are a good-for-nothing waste of space is never nice. Hearing that you are the most perfect, kind and generous person who ever lived is almost inflammtory as a compliment. I would just smile and move on if I were to ever hear either of those.

I love you. I hate you. I hear those a lot.

I'm always hearing voices and I wish they were just inside my head.

prose, writing

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