LIFE RULES

fat is creeping around my thighs. rip it off, rip it off.

Something You Can Have

I just get caught up

I have so much anxiety. weird weird. I need more of people I like. I'm afraid to get close to people. I have warm affectionate relationships with walls. I want someone to listen to me. I feel really unheard. and my mind goes in weird places and I think that everyone is barely tolerating me. This isn't true but I'm getting so paranoid. I want to get inspired by stuff that speaks to my heart. I want to feel fulfilled when by myself. I want to do the things I say I will do. I want to make a five year plan and I want a lover. I want a good listener that doesn't think I'm a pain in the ass. I wish I was better at communicating. I would like to learn to be less of a control freak. I wish people would sometimes realize that their jokes hurt me. I don't always want to know what other people think of me. I want to feel invited wherever I go. I want to feel more deserving of love. I don't know. I have jealousy that is uncontrollable and has nothing to do with reality. I want to at least be honest. I feel really conservative compared to my friends. I get mad. I feel like I should learn to be more free. then I get mad at my parents for being so old fashioned. and then I get upset that that could upset me so much, and that I don't really know my own ideals. I'm turning the anger in on myself. It really scared me the observations that have been made about me recently. lots of inner self revelations. lots of really, painful things were pointed out that I always thought I was better at concealing than that. I guess it's supposed to make me ask why I conceal them in the first place. I read "Spilling your guts is as attractive as it sounds" in a book the other day, but I just, I think theres something really refreshing about someone explaining their thought processes and neuroses. I don't want to pretend that I'm not fragile and easily wounded, and I would like not to pretend that I have no insecurities. I have many many, I catch myself comparing myself to everyone. I would like to be more proud of myself. I wish I was not as moody and emotional as I really am, and I wish I didn't have so many deep-rooted judgments that I halfheartedly believe because of the way I was raised. Sometimes I feel like I communicate these weird alien inherited feelings through my facial expressions before I have time to process them and send them to the garbage can for lame thoughts that I don't believe in. My ideal self would not assume anything or get nervous, or hide an opinion. Is it me or is it everybody fucking else?

YEAH

TIME TO CLEAN OUT LIKE SCRAPING A PUMPKIN.
I'm amazed at how much I need to do it