I think I'm kinda cartoony. I think I'm exaggerated, but in a subtle way. I think I'm silly. I think I'm friendly. I think I'm sentimental. I think I'm morbidly curious....
I was just thinking last night that I don't spend much time thinking about who I am.
I think a lot about how I feel, about if I'm feeling depressed or out of it at the moment, about if I have enough money to buy beer and moisturizer, about the things I like- music, art, books, etc.., I think about if I'm a bum..and what I should do with my future, and so on... but I don't really think like, "who am I?". I think sort of like it's implied, like it's obvious, and doesn't require ongoing thought.
I don't think I give myself credit for all the good things I am.
I'm a very sweet and affectionate girl. I'm thoughtful.
It makes me feel vulnerable to be sweet, and to care. It's a little scary. I have such a forcefield up. I have for such a long time. At least since I came to this town. I'm not sure if I did before that.
I love to care, I do it naturally, and I've never been hurt too badly, so in theory I shouldn't have such a guard up. But I am extremely sensitive, so maybe it's wise. It's not like I do it on purpose. And I never stop putting myself out there. I hope I never do.
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