Results from a strange experiment.
So here are some excerpts from the different voices in my head. Some of it is embarrassing, but still insightful. This is also incomplete. Now all the other damn personalities are clambering for some personal time in the spotlight, but dammit, they'll have to wait. I'm fucking tired.
Melissa: There is not such thing as silence. Something is always speaking to me. I am never alone.
Eve: I know every gray hair on my head. Each is for one of my children, for their suffering, their stupidity, their naive actions. I outlive them all. My back is bent from the burden of witnessing.
Jett: That’s what makes me happy. Pain. My own and others, but especially mine.
Walker: I keep secrets so well, I forget them after a while. I don’t remember my real name anymore. All I am is the road. When I die, give me to the wind. Let me walk forever.
Pilar: I want everyone to stop looking to me like I hold all the life jackets and everyone is drowning. They don’t understand that I’m drowning too.
Tiffany: A boyfriend is a reason to live. Sex lets me know I’m alive. Even though I don’t really like it that much.
Brei: My words are spear, sword, shield.
Leela: Relationships are pretty much out of the question for me. Relationships get in the way of sex. But they’re overrated anyway.
Ona: She knows pain. She welcomes it, lets it stay in her house as long as it needs to, then lets that go too.
Melissa: There is not such thing as silence. Something is always speaking to me. I am never alone.
Eve: I know every gray hair on my head. Each is for one of my children, for their suffering, their stupidity, their naive actions. I outlive them all. My back is bent from the burden of witnessing.
Jett: That’s what makes me happy. Pain. My own and others, but especially mine.
Walker: I keep secrets so well, I forget them after a while. I don’t remember my real name anymore. All I am is the road. When I die, give me to the wind. Let me walk forever.
Pilar: I want everyone to stop looking to me like I hold all the life jackets and everyone is drowning. They don’t understand that I’m drowning too.
Tiffany: A boyfriend is a reason to live. Sex lets me know I’m alive. Even though I don’t really like it that much.
Brei: My words are spear, sword, shield.
Leela: Relationships are pretty much out of the question for me. Relationships get in the way of sex. But they’re overrated anyway.
Ona: She knows pain. She welcomes it, lets it stay in her house as long as it needs to, then lets that go too.