Posted by: LovelyAnomaly | November 3, 2008


I wrote this a year ago.

I’m so afraid of the things I most want. People. My own creativity. To avoid rejection, to avoid failure. I know I really like someone when I can’t look them in the eye. I know I really want to do something when I go out of my way not to. I can’t touch joy, but I am acutely aware that it exists and that I am lacking in it.

I may be the most ineffective person I’ve ever known.

At least a year ago I was more eloquent in expressing my feelings.


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