Tell me something. A random fact, or a confession, or something about yourself. Ask me a question. Whatever you please. You can post anonymous if you want. =)
Do you ever get the feeling that you're just fake? I mean, really. That everything you do or say has no meaning at all but face? I feel that way. Now at least. I used to always be filled with thoughts that were pretty depressing, and in some odd way, it was comforting. Oh well.
I went to Wal-Mart without a bra on the other day. I felt somewhat free. How funny is that?
And, a question? what do you know about something but you can't let it be known that you know?
I don't feel fake most of the time. I feel like I'm the only normal person, and everyone else is fake. Maybe I'm fake and the rest of the world is normal. Alas, I don't know.
I love the feeling that comes along with being free. The air flow and feeling gravity everytime you step. =)
And, don't bring up whatever you know. And if it is brought up, you have to look the other person in the conversation eye to eye. If you look away, you're lieing. And try as hard as you can to keep a straight face. I doubt that helped, but I tried.
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I went to Wal-Mart without a bra on the other day.
I felt somewhat free. How funny is that?
And, a question?
what do you know about something but you can't let it be known that you know?
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I love the feeling that comes along with being free. The air flow and feeling gravity everytime you step. =)
And, don't bring up whatever you know. And if it is brought up, you have to look the other person in the conversation eye to eye. If you look away, you're lieing. And try as hard as you can to keep a straight face. I doubt that helped, but I tried.
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