I am not just a nitwit

Socially Accepted. I know I'm not. Never does it bother me. I don't accept society either. With its taboos and people who are ready to condemn one another while staring and gaping, I don't need it. People irk me so much that I want to kill them at times, but it's not easy to kill millions, so I turn the barrel towards myself. I always want to tell them that they are not a big deal. Neither am I. I am afraid of looking at the sky for this reason. It reminds me of that what a small creature I am. Stars see me as small as I see them. The only difference is that I don't shine.

I shrug my shoulders at the world, I stick my tongue out at it. Like a spoiled brat, I want to get everything I want, right here right now. Sadly, I usually happen to want the things that my arms could never reach.

I dream of silly dreams. Dreams are free and better than TV series. In my dreams we drive along the Route 66. We have a map which we got from a gas station.

Once I was married to Chuck Palahniuk in my dream. I don't care that he's a homosexual. He is not gay in my dreams.

I'm afraid we are going to die someday, so what's wrong with playing with words a bit? You're my vitamins, I like you.


Seda, 3 words: you    definitely    shine


Peace, Love, Empathy