"I AM NOW CHOPPING PHYLLIS'S HEAD WITH A CHAINSAW!"

[latine]

Write anything here. Like some sort of personal honesty meme. Because I am too cool for school. (This means that you can write anything you wish to tell me whether anonymously or not. Show me some pure, raw honesty.

I have watched thirteen episodes of the Office today, and I am planning on watching more. Geek is moi.

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[anonymous]

I never want to be insignificant. I refuse to be lost in a crowd, to be one in a mass of millions, like one oxygen molecule in the atmosphere. I will never settle for second best and I will never allow myself to be inhaled and exhaled without a second thought. I am confident and know I am worth far more than that. I am fucking fabulous. Four years ago I thought the complete opposite. No one would ever guess that now.

I think too much and I really wish I had someone who I could sit down and talk to about all of this - of these things that I witness and remember and feel and know.

Today, as I was driving through an area rich in Native American history I focused on the remnants of the forest surrounding the nearby river and I imagined how beautiful it must have been without human civilization to ruin it (especially without the casino that now resides upon its banks). I thought of the time I walked up to its edge and inhaled the autumn air and I closed my eyes and pretended that it was just me and the foliage. I wanted to be one with the land like the Native Americans once were themselves. I wanted that power, that sixth sense, and I wanted to absorb that natural beauty into myself so I can show others that we're so much more than technology, than what's hot, than how we look, than who we're dating. I wanted to feel nature the way that I feel music, the way the notes pulse beneath my fingertips, the way I can pick up on each movement and see it in my mind. I wanted that and still want that, so I've been trying.

It all seems so foolish to people these days, because who the hell cares about that? But I do. I care a lot. And because of that I feel unable to communicate half the things I wish I could, because no one understands.

I guess this is a lot of honesty. I don't even know if you're going to reply to any of these, but there you go.

[anonymous]

*so I could

[latine]

I am thinking it will be better if I don't reply. These are your moments. I shouldn't be here to interrupt them.