Garden Variety, Naturally
So,it turns out that I do have a conscience.
God, that bites.
I felt better today, until tonight. I argued with my dad. I put a staple through my finger. It didn't hurt that bad. I watched Ghost World. It was ok. I felt like I could relate, on occassion.
* I guess I like my hair. It's really fucking short. It got the desired reaction.
* He doesn't aprove of me writing. Fuck him. He's just a round grey old man that desn't have any friends to talk to.
* I never wanted to be normal. Normal people were always shallow and stupid. I wanted no part of that. I realized today as I was mowing the lawn how abnormal I am. And far I have developed into this recently. I don't fit into any of the neat little molds. But trying to stay out of those makes me cliche too. I don't givea fuck though. I'm satisfied with who I am. I just wish people would leave me alone and let me be that.
* I feel really secure in myself right now. Whichis a new feeling.
* I think I glow. Not quite radiant, but at very least radioactive.
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The brittle fingers of humanity had all but withdrawn from his life, leaving little more than a ghost of kindness, of goodness, of hope. Leaving nothing but traces of lifelike figures on the windowpanes. He was alone now. Utterly and completely abandoned by himself.
He curled his entire being up into a close ball, kicked into containment by the steel toed boots of angst and bitterness. It shouldn
God, that bites.
I felt better today, until tonight. I argued with my dad. I put a staple through my finger. It didn't hurt that bad. I watched Ghost World. It was ok. I felt like I could relate, on occassion.
* I guess I like my hair. It's really fucking short. It got the desired reaction.
* He doesn't aprove of me writing. Fuck him. He's just a round grey old man that desn't have any friends to talk to.
* I never wanted to be normal. Normal people were always shallow and stupid. I wanted no part of that. I realized today as I was mowing the lawn how abnormal I am. And far I have developed into this recently. I don't fit into any of the neat little molds. But trying to stay out of those makes me cliche too. I don't givea fuck though. I'm satisfied with who I am. I just wish people would leave me alone and let me be that.
* I feel really secure in myself right now. Whichis a new feeling.
* I think I glow. Not quite radiant, but at very least radioactive.
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The brittle fingers of humanity had all but withdrawn from his life, leaving little more than a ghost of kindness, of goodness, of hope. Leaving nothing but traces of lifelike figures on the windowpanes. He was alone now. Utterly and completely abandoned by himself.
He curled his entire being up into a close ball, kicked into containment by the steel toed boots of angst and bitterness. It shouldn