(Untitled)

[crappy_vintage]

I guess I messed up along the way somewhere. My fingernails are fragments and I'm typing blood. The walls are half empty but there still hangs one small banner that reads, 'congratulations'. Congrats on making some decisions that led you here, hey, congratulations on being a totally fucked-up fuck-up. Congratulations, you lost every part that made

Comments

[winged_enigma]

I hope everything's alright, my love. I miss my Janet-ness.

Just Things

[amexper]

You lost things: A piece of fingernail and flesh. Paint on the side of an old car. A giant slug in human form with dirty shoes and drugs in his little brain. You lost some tears over it all, too.

Congratulations: You only lost things. You thought you lost yourself but really you just lost some powerful, dangerous illusions about your life. Congratulations on realizing that some things were fucked up. Congratulations on having the opportunity to make yourself whatever you want to be. Congratulations on your future loves and lovers. Congratulations on a new place to hang your many wonderful hats. Congratulations on never being satisfied again with less than your dreams. Congratulations on your friends who love you, your mother who loves you more. Congratulations on me, here to witness your birth as a real woman, here in any way you want me.