i came here to freakin open that box.
and now i am sitting here, wondering whether there was ever a box in the first place, and even more scary: if so, whether there was ever something in it.
when i was a child, a teenager until 17 maybe....i was very much how i think i am. myself. daring, opening up......and the older i get the more difficult it seems to be.
i am very good in flirting and socialising, but on stage i freakin suck. and i know, i thought i KNEW that i DON't! I thought that i have something to give! where has this feeling gone? when i was 13, i had the urgent feeling that I DO HAVE a lot to say, give and show.
and now i am all so insecure about it, don't dare it, hate myself, the way i am. i hate this box and i hate not knowing whether it is a placebo box or serious issues...
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh?!!!!!
how,
tell me,
HOW can i get back in touch with myself?????????
2 comments:
h8 the box? I loathe the box we all in. it'll be to easy to just say let it flow.
don't open it just get on the Soap Box and let rip
oh obi, you are just always the best to say the right fucking thing. ummm.
wow, thank you :)
i guess i ll do that.....
yeeeeheeeeeeeeea!
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