"i'm dumb. chronically idiotic. inherently slow. gloriously dimwitted. (feel free to fit any other adverbs and adjectives in that slot that correlates with something in a large capacity paired with being really stupid.)
largely stupid! they just roll off the tongue.
i ruin things. i'm a ruiner. a runner. a fighter. i'm closed off. shut up. shut down. boxed in.
and no good for anyone.
i should come with caution tape. or a warning label punishable by law if removed. or theme music... low and sinister with someone singing "bewaaare..."
i could have my own psa on the dangers of myself to others.
"are you and YOUR family protected?" *stern look*"
i've been in moods to write lately. it comes in spurts. i write about love and feelings and emotions... nothing sad or moody though. today was a sad day and though none of the above things are really true (well kind of) i decided to write out my moodiness in what i can only describe as prose. i'm not poetic or eloquent. i write in sentences that are way too short for normal standards and i have completely embraced the fragment. e.e. cummings is my best friend haha
so please excuse the over-emotional yet comical (YOU know hah) post... my thoughts flow better through my fingertips than out of my mouth sometimes.
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