Apr 09, 2007 21:42
The Chameleons have got to be one of the most underrated bands.I love driving nowhere with their music as a guide through my aimless expedition.You know when a band is great, when their music squeezes out every possible human emotion out of you all at once.Not long ago they were given to me by a boy with a big heart and a weak spine, but that is not the reason behind the sadness they provoke in me.
Those tiny voices in my head, the most ruthless ones of all.Right at this second are telling me to go back to an old habit, but I wont.
Also, last night I had an interesting conversation about beauty and nudity with a dear friend.Do you understand completely when I say to you, that never have I once felt sexy in my life, but definitely beautiful when I am naked.Confident in clothing yes, but not once, sexy.Which leads to snips of another conversation I shared with a stranger at work.In my past I've had a share of acquaintances and relationships with men whose lives were mainly driven by the pleasure of sex and women.Never, not once had they even attempted a sexual encounter with me.She said to me I should feel respected, some days though, I feel rejected.