January 2011
13 posts
keep your theology off my biology →
I had a lot of firsts this week. My mind has been on “go” mode and my body has been subjected to enlarging, tripping, unreal filming, drinking and bumming. I need heavy sleep.
I need to shave soon. The deodorant just ain’t working.
Nobody can tell anyone anything.
I may have felt it last night/early morning.
Real talk: Don’t tell me your sordid depressing past and expect all my empathy and in turn tell me to go talk to somebody when I tell you mine. Fuck you.
Update: I think I’m suffering from depersonalization.
I seem to displace misplace replace myself when I’m around you. I’m not employing any romantic connotations. I try to focus in the present but when I eventually leave, it’s like it never happened at all. It’s like the whole time I was watching from a two-way mirror or behind a film camera. It’s like I’m not even there.
I don’t feel any different.