I’m the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. When you look at that picture again, I want to assure you, I will no longer be there. I will be erased from history, like a traitor in the Soviet Union. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible…
I had this twilight zone sensation in which I almost couldn’t figure it if I was in my own bed, in my own room, in my own head.
Sometimes I wish I could walk around with a HANDLE WITH CARE sign stuck to my forehead. Sometimes I wish there was a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and a life that is lawless, doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt so bad the morning after>
When we are together, all we are is together
…it takes all the running you can do to stay in one place.
We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need.
^^That Boy + Huz Zone = Very Happy Me^^
This is the fairy version of me, at least that's what Catt and her sister say.