Gone with the wind
looked through the previous entries, the first ones to be exact. well, fuck, i was so low and sort of miserable most of that time. yeah i remember. crying a lot, desperate, lost, hurt.... totally not me. definitely. sooooo not me...
and i am ME now. truly, i am. i can feel it. in the heart of my hearts. in the back of my spine. i love it.
all my insecurities, doubts, dissatisfaction with myself, boredom, self-itching, all my bad moods and fears... what? gone with the wind!!!
well, ok, not all of them, i still have my moments. and what? i say - shut it! - and smile and step up. yeah, i think i can.
i'm smiling this shit-eating grin all the time. talk a lot. feel elated and new. i can't believe it. i can't but it's like that.
i could never think that moving to a totally new, huuuge, alien, so-to-say-harsh place on my own would make me a Supergirl. well, call me a self-savoring Barbie, i DO feel like a superhero. i think i can fly. i think i have my wings attached or grown, whatever. i feel home here. well, thanks to my friends. but hey, they are MY friends. i met them. they met me. we clicked. we're happy.
gooood, thank you. thank you, god. or angel. or fortune. or whatever it is around, i thank you. you gave me my life back. and i appreciate every single second of it.
maybe i'm a bit in love, too.
and i am ME now. truly, i am. i can feel it. in the heart of my hearts. in the back of my spine. i love it.
all my insecurities, doubts, dissatisfaction with myself, boredom, self-itching, all my bad moods and fears... what? gone with the wind!!!
well, ok, not all of them, i still have my moments. and what? i say - shut it! - and smile and step up. yeah, i think i can.
i'm smiling this shit-eating grin all the time. talk a lot. feel elated and new. i can't believe it. i can't but it's like that.
i could never think that moving to a totally new, huuuge, alien, so-to-say-harsh place on my own would make me a Supergirl. well, call me a self-savoring Barbie, i DO feel like a superhero. i think i can fly. i think i have my wings attached or grown, whatever. i feel home here. well, thanks to my friends. but hey, they are MY friends. i met them. they met me. we clicked. we're happy.
gooood, thank you. thank you, god. or angel. or fortune. or whatever it is around, i thank you. you gave me my life back. and i appreciate every single second of it.
maybe i'm a bit in love, too.