elephant shoes

Hello. Quite a few people hate me, a handful of people love me& the majority of the population seems to be apathetic. I don’t mean to say that in the self-pitying sense. I take it as it is. Normally. Admittedly, I know I’ll be mentally unstable in a few years, daily meds& pillowed walls included. Did i mention i like light … ALOT? well it fascinates me with its uncanny ability to both conceal& reveal. plus, it’s really pretty when it shines through those prism like thangs. it makes my heart feel like a hot fudge sundae ♥ I’m a bitch or I’m just shy- it depends on the day. Or perhaps I’m both. I cook, as long as there’s directions, I laugh, as long as I can, I’ll entertain, as long as you don’t scare me& i’ll live as long as there’s meaning.

As you can see, most of my love is conditional. I love all, but only work to keep a few in my life. Making amends has come more easily& is now a habit I’ve grown accustomed too. I can’t say that I’ve never made a mistake, but I can honestly say that through every experience I have always gained something valuable from it. writing is my outlet. i just love to…WRITE. about anything& everything& all thats in between. I’m not perfect& I’m sure you’re not perfect either- but we can have our perfect moments& that right there is enough to get me through the day. So I promise you, if you dare to bare all with me, I’m sure you’ll realize that there’s more to me then just skin ♥


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perhaps

i have developed quite a keen eye for the-bigger-picture perspective.
things are going to be thrown at you left& right. things you don’t
want to deal with. things you wish you would’ve avoided; things you’d give
your last dime to change. but sometimes there’s just simply no
negotiating with life..as “Life” nods no & points with urgency to a
clock, inferring that you better get moving cus time sure as hell still
is. time is not a friend. no, it kind of plays that role… similar to that
of a parent. you know there are those parents that try to be “friends”
with their kids, but having done that they’ve lost all respect for
you as an authority figure. so the means of bettering your children is
making them hate you at times. time is that. i guess you’d say it’s a
love/hate relationship. 

&i find it amazing that every single person on this earth has a point of view that somehow involves the world revolving around them. billions of people, grazing shoulders, all in our own little reality tv show.

Starring: You

& we’re so caught up in our special little lives..making point in making them as eventful as possible, that we can’t even see beyond ourselves.. see the bigger picture. it’s like walking down a crowded street, with your head full of you-thoughts, thinking about what you’re going to do today, where you’re going to eat dinner…who you’ll bump into at the store. even just thinking about how good it’ll feel to get off work before you even start work. you’re walking down that crowded street& if you try, breaking that threshold on your imagination, to visualize a helicopter view of yourself, could you even pick out who you are? which moving
black dot are you? from high up everyone looks the same. cus everyone
IS the same& no one’s more human than anyone else….

point? perhaps we should all start thinking about someone other than ourselves. i dunno, what do you think?

perhaps?

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