Hello Little Boys
So, i'm starting to wonder, again, if there's actually anything wrong with me that just paying attention couldn't fix.
Cause i'm getting /more/ clumsy. I try so hard, but i forget that i have TWO arms and TWO legs and a head and a torso all at once. That, combined with the fact that i'm constantly nuzzling either things or just nuzzling... air, and that i continually put my arms or legs in really weird positions cause i've forgotten that they exist makes me appear mentally deficient.
BUT I'M NOT.
I'm really not.
It's just... if i stop paying attention, my arms don't /want/ to stay by my sides. They want to bent at the elbow with my hand by my shoulder. And if i'm scared/nervous/upset/tired, my head just... moves around.
Ugh.
Why did i get this stupid self that needs me to have constant vigilance?
In other news:
I am fucking happy. Seriously. What the fuck. Happy.
Happy and kind of lovey.
Eeekorz!
Cause i'm getting /more/ clumsy. I try so hard, but i forget that i have TWO arms and TWO legs and a head and a torso all at once. That, combined with the fact that i'm constantly nuzzling either things or just nuzzling... air, and that i continually put my arms or legs in really weird positions cause i've forgotten that they exist makes me appear mentally deficient.
BUT I'M NOT.
I'm really not.
It's just... if i stop paying attention, my arms don't /want/ to stay by my sides. They want to bent at the elbow with my hand by my shoulder. And if i'm scared/nervous/upset/tired, my head just... moves around.
Ugh.
Why did i get this stupid self that needs me to have constant vigilance?
In other news:
I am fucking happy. Seriously. What the fuck. Happy.
Happy and kind of lovey.
Eeekorz!