excerpt for real purple note book

Dec 19, 2003 22:20

::Insert dramatic music here::

I run from commitment, simultantiously I express a desire for others to want to commit to me. I revel in attention, bask in being wanted. Nothing makes me happier than knowing that "his" (whom ever he may be at the time) smile is for me, his reaction is because I'm around. Everytime I look back it appears that I can only remember one past relationship that provided me this satisfaction with open arms, kissing me with open eyes, on this I dwell. Being treated as if i am a porcilian doll, broken and repaired too many times, an heirloom; this is a metaphor I use often and not without good reason. I am needy, this has been impressed upon me by my friends atleast once a week, this neediness makes my relationships suck. I derive my happiness from others and the events that take place around me, very unkabbalistic I know... my emotions are hallow and almost a completely separate being from myself and my rational mind, and a unfortunately they are dominent.

just thought i'd mention that.

latest drawing: Mr. organic CRASH n'DASH *hot stuff.

~ever nostalgic
-j.
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