i was merely deleting my emails
and upon deleting them, one of the other's opened up...and i was wisked away with reading..and i didn't even have to read more than 5
so many write to her and so many love her.
so many ask for her and tell her what ails them.
people she barely knows love her and devote themselves to her.
they speak with such fondness and they never seem to have to look for words to say to her. it comes with such ease for them to pour themselves to her.
she doesn't realize that there's so much love for her..
maybe she does subconciously,
because it seems as if she tries extra hard to exaggerate all the tiny things..to make them as grand as everyone else's problems just to try to make herself normal and as troubled as everyone else. just to not fully acknowledge how great she is and have her head explode. she's so full of love but considers herself to be so hateful. there is no evidence of anyone telling her that she's ugly inside or outside. its just thousands of words from about 1000 lovely faces telling her in every language that she's as good as it gets.
she dwells on past experiences, years ago, faces that are blurs, emotions that are faint, and makes pretend that the wound is recent and deep. not really looking for sympathy, just trying to stay at the same level of her devotees and not make them appear as freaks. there is really nothing wrong with her life...
just a handful of people with shittier lives and a glitch in their personalities that appear to have made a scratch on the surface...but at the core it hasn't phased her at all.
that's why she appears so unnattached and carefree and she's never really at the same point you are, she's always at least one step ahead and you end up two steps behind. wittier, quicker, prettier, smarter, everything you want to be. you can never be her. and she won't either. you'll just be left with ur trivial words about horoscopes, and the quiz of the week...yet she'll never admit to herself.......
so many write to her and so many love her.
so many ask for her and tell her what ails them.
people she barely knows love her and devote themselves to her.
they speak with such fondness and they never seem to have to look for words to say to her. it comes with such ease for them to pour themselves to her.
she doesn't realize that there's so much love for her..
maybe she does subconciously,
because it seems as if she tries extra hard to exaggerate all the tiny things..to make them as grand as everyone else's problems just to try to make herself normal and as troubled as everyone else. just to not fully acknowledge how great she is and have her head explode. she's so full of love but considers herself to be so hateful. there is no evidence of anyone telling her that she's ugly inside or outside. its just thousands of words from about 1000 lovely faces telling her in every language that she's as good as it gets.
she dwells on past experiences, years ago, faces that are blurs, emotions that are faint, and makes pretend that the wound is recent and deep. not really looking for sympathy, just trying to stay at the same level of her devotees and not make them appear as freaks. there is really nothing wrong with her life...
just a handful of people with shittier lives and a glitch in their personalities that appear to have made a scratch on the surface...but at the core it hasn't phased her at all.
that's why she appears so unnattached and carefree and she's never really at the same point you are, she's always at least one step ahead and you end up two steps behind. wittier, quicker, prettier, smarter, everything you want to be. you can never be her. and she won't either. you'll just be left with ur trivial words about horoscopes, and the quiz of the week...yet she'll never admit to herself.......