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dido

i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.

speak my thoughts.
Thursday, June 12, 2008 6/12/2008 01:18:00 PM i shouldn't complain about my sleeping disorder - the dark night helps you set your thoughts straight. sometimes i wish i had an eating disorder, thinspiration like what they'd say. kneel down to images of Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, although i'm always inclined to Ashley or wait..then again it's Paris Hilton i'm drooling about. what would i give to see more of my collarbone as physically abusive that may sound. don't tell me being skinny isn't everything, don't tell me i look fine, don't tell me i am on the verge of self destruction. i am only wishing.

i am thinking. why do they always leave us hanging? hanging, hoping, in suspension, longing, dangling. the vocabulary list for this experience will remain infinite. i want my own Dan, my own McDreamy, my own Mr Big, i want i want i want. but at the same time, i do not want to welcome anyone into this private sphere, this safe cocoon.

(sign) so much of wanting, so full-cream dreams.