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Friday, September 29, 2006 9:58 PM - 15 views - email it

i am swallowing sounds there is nothing i want more than to be able to admit and expose everything i've ever known because that would relieve me of having to keep bottling revelation upon revelation. when the glass cracks, the truth would surely shake the earth. there is nothing i want more than to be able to be free of all these expectations that other people hold for me. i want to be able to do what i want, and be the sole person to critique my own choices and behaviour. instead, i am watched like a poor old creature, caged like a bird and made to put on a show like an actress - my life is like a demonstration of organized spontaneity because i feel like i've done it all before. there is nothing i want more than to curl up in a ball and sleep forever because then, i wouldn't have to worry or think about anything. i've died, but i haven't stopped living. unbearable is the only word to describe the torment that occurs inside of me every fucking second of my life - such dramaticism has never known a better master. there is nothing i want more than freedom. freedom of thought, of opinion, of speech, of expectations, of competition, of pressure, of success, of failure, of myself.

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