12 February 2011

Razor

I sit in a sort of stupefied glory. I came out of the shower, and by some godforsaken whim I am wearing nothing but a pair of glitter heels (yes, those Chloe) and a towel that doesn't really cover my body. 


In this mood I decided I wanted to make a list. 
Things I never tell people the first time I meet them:


◊ I am a liar. I lie to everyone and everything, and I am good at it. I lie to myself every day.
◊ I do stupid things when it's "that time of the month."
◊ My attractions go from one thing to another, and one person to another.
◊ I hate being hurt.
◊ I find beauty in things that do not match.
◊ I can crack or twist exactly 21 places on my body. 
◊ I am a sick contortion of a person, do not ever get close to me.
◊ Do not mistake me for a masochist or "emo," I am happy.
◊ I cannot stand superficial people who believe in stereotypes. They make me want to throw sharp, jagged rocks at them.
◊ I never try to look "cool," that's another stereotype. I don't think I am cool, but I don't ever try.
◊ If you act ten years younger than your actual age, I lose interest in the conversation, and you.
Many people consider me as "weird," but
nobody ever told 

me to care about those people.
◊ I invariably quit everything after long periods of time. Dancing, running, singing, piano lessons, everything.


I don't have to tell people these things, they figure them out unconditionally with time. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night. Take last night for instance. I remember looking at the clock: 3:51 AM. I opened the window and cracked an icicle off of the roof and jabbed it in the middle of my palm, and kept it there. It was cold! I sat in front of my heater, then watched it melt. I stayed up until 6:30 or so, then woke up about an hour ago. During those short hours, my life became a fairy-tale. Do you ever notice that? Nighttime makes everything magical. I realized that the people in my life need to grow up. My school, me, my friends, and the people I used to be close with. Maybe I was just tired, but late hours at night force me to think long and hard, and I never lie at night. It's the only time I am truthful.


A friend last night aided me in realizing some things about life. The only time you can be at par with someone is when you, and that person, know what "identity" truly means. In other words, what both of you want, like, and are, as people.






Kimya: "You're a part time lover and a full time friend.

The monkey on your back is the latest trend,"

I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else...but you."



Adam: "I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side.
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else...but you.

Kimya: Up, up, down, down, left-right, left-right, B, A, start

Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart.
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else...but you."


Adam: "You are always trying to keep it real.

I'm in love with how you feel.

I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else...but you."

-The Moldy Peaches