Nov 30, 2006 14:37
it hurts all in my chest and i have come to realise that i have somehow unknowingly trained myself not to cry.
i dont want to emerge. i feel like i am in puberty right now, an awkwardness akin to having legs that are too long and skinny attached to feet that are too big
and a nasty face.
ive never had much of a pronounced jawline...but this isnt about being 13 and this isnt about my body.
its strange when you look at pictures of times when you thought nothing important was going on, you thought you didnt like where you were at the time and then it stings
because it somehow seems better than what you have now. if that were really the case, then our lives would be a spiral plummeting downward, getting worse and worse, the good times only reflected in your past...
but i dont even take pictures anymore, so how will i know?
this shift to digital is killing me.
this shift toward complacency is killing me.
i wanna keep the mediocrity out, its filthy and i am over it.
my body aches the only times it feels good is when i am challenging it
i want to bend into all sorts of positions and just stay there, i want to stay on my back with my knees against my ears so i can keep the bullshit out
fingers intertwined.