(i've been) pinned the minotaur.

[indie_revival]

within analyzing myself:

the people who meant the
most analyzed me, but
instead of offending me,
it's too impressive to deny.

i am a pack rat, the same
goes for my mannerisms and interests //
i completely fall head first
into people and scoop up the
things that interest me and
covet them until i find someone
else to adopt from.

with saying that above, i still
think i'm heavily intoxicated
by johnny, my only fictitious
person who i would give anything
to share a few words with.
//in the haze of the night
the bells will shiver and i
seriously question the disease
of my heroine. it is more her
than her son that intrigues me.
it has been maybe a year since
my first injection of that
strange twisted beauty and
i totally believe it has transformed
me.

from the time of my shutting in
i have slowly been drained of
any personality over the past two
years. i will never be anything
like glorious p, beautiful j,
or scheming z, but they seem
to forever inhibit my mind.