and lets all get more attractive in our old age...
so i feel somehow inside out
this is a city prone to instability. sometimes notice what is questioned and what is simply assumed to be true. its so strange, isn't it? hard to know what is the truth, time and time again.
am i going to be one of those women who is sort of dressed sensibly but who stands around in the middle of the sidewalk talking aloud to herself and behaving as though the tree in a nearby planter were a stoic companion, uncooperatively refusing to budge?
am i going to grow into myself to become the kind of woman that can say fuck this, i dont want this. this is not what I thought it to be, or will i struggle to internalize all the things that i do not want, simply because i think they are what i am saddled with for good bad or otherwise?
things can come apart at the seams for all I care, let me just learn what new ways I can sew the peices back together again. constant innovation can be my only salvation i feel. it is a tall order on one meal a day.
this is a city prone to instability. sometimes notice what is questioned and what is simply assumed to be true. its so strange, isn't it? hard to know what is the truth, time and time again.
am i going to be one of those women who is sort of dressed sensibly but who stands around in the middle of the sidewalk talking aloud to herself and behaving as though the tree in a nearby planter were a stoic companion, uncooperatively refusing to budge?
am i going to grow into myself to become the kind of woman that can say fuck this, i dont want this. this is not what I thought it to be, or will i struggle to internalize all the things that i do not want, simply because i think they are what i am saddled with for good bad or otherwise?
things can come apart at the seams for all I care, let me just learn what new ways I can sew the peices back together again. constant innovation can be my only salvation i feel. it is a tall order on one meal a day.