Friday, October 5, 2012

P U S S Y

As I grow, I feel the less I can depend on myself. The more I grow, the more reassurance I need. THE OLDER I GET, THE MORE PERMISSION I NEED... THE PERMISSION TO BE FREE.

Growing up has made me lose the things that once made up my existence. I feel so deprived of free thinking. Responsibility has made cautious. I think about my every move. I am aware of every decision. I think about all of the consequences each could have... how it could all get me in trouble.

I was reminded this week how shy I can be. He said, "You're really quiet, but you seem so loud. You're wearing a t-shirt that says PUSSY, you're wearing booty shorts, big black boots, and you have a purse"

It's a Birkin.

My replay was, "I guess that's why I wear what I wear. I'm too scared to say all of that to your face."

I don't realize that people see me as a loud/outgoing person. I only see someone who is shy/scared.
this [fashion] is my shield, this is my weapon, this is my inner sense of fame

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