my body has become something i want to keep hidden. scars and marks. i can laugh about the marks, but the scars wont fade.
i always wanted to have smooth clean beautiful skin, but i think i like the skin i have better, it tells a much better story.
i am so comfortable around you. i have never been that comfortable before.
today i just wanted to spend time alone sketching for the whole day, but i didn't do that. i must have seemed so vacant. i just needed a day alone without anyone able to see or hear me. but that doesn't happen in cities, even small ones.
lately i have just felt so guilty, i dont even have a reason, but i feel so guilty. im sorry mommy.
i figured out that one of the reasons i got out of control is because we didn't have any animals in the house. so the distance between us grew and there were no friends.
this isn't a very happy post so far.
kittens!
thats much better.
-zoe
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"my body has become something i want to keep hidden."
ReplyDeletethat is a sin and you know it.