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Identity is a dilemma you can never get out of
Who am I?
What do I want to be?
Did I choose what I wanted?
Imposter syndrome???
What even is my name?
Do I align with the media's definition of me?
SOOO ANNOYING!!!
I've been trying to figure this out since the dark ages
Personal identity theft is a thing for sure -_-
I see myself as a guy, but once I think about relationships sometimes it's easy for me to be more feminine than anything.
I shouldn't focus on other people's opinions but.. sometimes it's really hard to.
I'm going to a party tonight and I find myself confused on what I should wear. A dress? Some shorts? Naked??? AWKWARD!
But then I told myself that if I'm not comfortable, then that's no party at all.
It's a deflated bouncy castle.
To the women and men and lizards and queers,
What is identity anyway?
With a sandwich and some tea,
Klavy
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itz a constantly shifting landscape, each tick of tha irreversible clock rollz along with a new discovery and tha fade of the old . tha girl born in thiz skin died and i grew in her place liek a terrible rot, and something new will probably seed here after i die too . trying 2 figure out a static, "true" Self iz an impossible task . something something House of Leaves something something SELF-iSH . you can only explore it when you become comfortable with tha inherent lack of objectivity + Truth in our silly silly little skullz ! otherwize you crash and burn and spiral deeper and deeper inside, lost in your Self forever .