you see, i have this pattern:
i think i'm going to move, and i don't.
and i hate admitting that i need the help of other people
so i don't get very far...
move.
not like.... not like physically move, but move leaps and bounds in all other directions.
and it's funny,
because i do it most when i'm away from everything
that i'm told i'm supposed to want.
fuck conformity.
but i have this pattern, see
i get too scared.
the pattern of fear is so deeply rooted, and i can feel it in my bones
it makes up my marrow
and i wonder why all the other people who are afraid don't say anything about it.
you know?
it would sure as shit make me feel better about being afraid.
betray your monsters.
i never really have time to be afraid, anyway.
so i'm not.
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