I have been high a lot lately. Pretty much every day for the past few months I have been high as a damn kite.
This high is a product of my attitude, listening to intuition and practicing a mastery of myself. Not from smoking weed.
Day after full moon … Burning desire. So strong.
Bare. Naked. Soul.
I want to tell my story to help others tell and express theirs.
Life is frustrating.
No. We are frustrating.
We know what to do. We read the self help books, we express with broken logic our thoughts and have attempted to put together various rambling explanations of what the heck our feelings are.
Maybe it's because they called me “cute". Maybe it's because I was the smallest, shortest.
Maybe it's because they called me “shorty”.
Simple, harmless words. Right?
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