3:28 p.m. - 2009-07-18
freakgirl
people get so worked up about me and the things that i say. its funny, because im just saying it like it is. im just being real and honest. i never tell people how to live their lives but people always have something to say about how i live mine. not that the reactions are always negative. some are positive, some are fetishistic, some are inspiring and encouraging. but i always get a reaction. i always have. sometimes it almost knocks me over. you'd think after all this time i'd be used to it, but i still dont expect it. i dont think these things should have to be such a big deal. but i guess they are. i guess the whole illusion of a controlled reality, the whole illusion of a civilized society, gets all fucked up when you add people like me to the equation. so they create elaborate punishments for those who step out of line, clear boundaries and borders are set up like electric fences. i pass right through them, i take the electric shock. it hurts me. it almost kills me. but it also jolts me and gives me even more momentum. you cant get rid of us, because you are us too. you're a fucked up freak too, you just choose to contain it. and i dont. i choose to be free.