That woman looks amazing! I would love to be able to see her in person. I saw something like that in London once but it happened to be a man. I remember him staring right at me and it was one of the oddest feelings.
I am glad to see you writing here again. Whenever I see a post of yours, I have to snuggle up and make myself comfortable. I always feel a strange sense of comfort whenever reading your posts and I think that's because, somehow, I always find some way to relate to whatever it is that you've written. Lately I've been having the opposite problem with weight. Every morning, I am weighing (torturing?) myself by stepping on the scale to make sure it is still dropping.
I understand your need to write (as I'm sure you know). No matter what, I will always have a love/hate relationship with words and how and why I choose to document them. Honestly, sometimes I think it's a form of masochism. Writing about the deepest inner part of me and sharing it with the strange on-line world. I recently found that I am scared of keeping a paper journal just because of the amount of emotions that I am driven to write in it. Maybe it's better to write here and censor certain parts instead of delving completely into the darkness.
I must have seen her perform over a hundred times and I never grew tired of looking back and watching her; She was right behind us, but she was a distraction. I had wanted to capture a short video of her as well, which I would've posted, though somehow I never quite got around to it.
Hehe & I hope you do get comfortable if you actually read them in full because I know I tend to go on a writing spree when I have neglected this journal for a while. No matter what a woman looks like or how much she weighs it seems there is always a reason to obsess or at least question one's body and figure. Whatever you do, just remember to remain healthy.
This is a form of masochism, I believe. I can't count how many times I've been hurt as a result of exposing myself, and yet I continue to do it -- Why? Sometimes I think it is to see how much I can take. It's theraputic I guess as I can't be as daring to lay everything out in such a way in real life. Then again everything written that you know others will be able to read is usually censored. Even if we do not consciously intend it to be, I don't think the flow is nearly as free and uninhibted as if I were to write in a tangible little book. It's scarier to write that way, although I should learn to do it a little more when I am writing here as well, because it's the greatest release.
I am glad to see you writing here again. Whenever I see a post of yours, I have to snuggle up and make myself comfortable. I always feel a strange sense of comfort whenever reading your posts and I think that's because, somehow, I always find some way to relate to whatever it is that you've written. Lately I've been having the opposite problem with weight. Every morning, I am weighing (torturing?) myself by stepping on the scale to make sure it is still dropping.
I understand your need to write (as I'm sure you know). No matter what, I will always have a love/hate relationship with words and how and why I choose to document them. Honestly, sometimes I think it's a form of masochism. Writing about the deepest inner part of me and sharing it with the strange on-line world. I recently found that I am scared of keeping a paper journal just because of the amount of emotions that I am driven to write in it. Maybe it's better to write here and censor certain parts instead of delving completely into the darkness.
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Hehe & I hope you do get comfortable if you actually read them in full because I know I tend to go on a writing spree when I have neglected this journal for a while. No matter what a woman looks like or how much she weighs it seems there is always a reason to obsess or at least question one's body and figure. Whatever you do, just remember to remain healthy.
This is a form of masochism, I believe. I can't count how many times I've been hurt as a result of exposing myself, and yet I continue to do it -- Why? Sometimes I think it is to see how much I can take. It's theraputic I guess as I can't be as daring to lay everything out in such a way in real life. Then again everything written that you know others will be able to read is usually censored. Even if we do not consciously intend it to be, I don't think the flow is nearly as free and uninhibted as if I were to write in a tangible little book. It's scarier to write that way, although I should learn to do it a little more when I am writing here as well, because it's the greatest release.
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