heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers
compulsive yearnings non-stop to please others

i want to be naked running through the streets
i want to invite this so-called chaos that you think i dare not be
i want to be weightless flying through the air
i want to drop all these limitations but the shoes upon my feet

this journal is closed.

Happy birthday to two of my favourite people today: Terry and Nancy. Now Terry is clearly going to get mad at me because he deserves a paragraph for himself or at least his own sentence but I cannot allow his superego to inflate by granting him that. Or oops I just did ( Read more... )