#gray science writes

[gray-science]

This actually makes me think about Papyrus.

I say, for the 10204 time-

[gray-science]

BODY : unrefined shapes and twisted nerves, a reflection that simply is not.

Type. not around, not lean, not muscular.

It's just.. there! An all rounder I suppose.

But I guess that's not all there is to me, is there?

There is also desire, as I look at myself in the mirror, I know that I hunger for it to change. I see myself and I know- I just know that I'm greedy and I want more and more and more and more-, I want my teeth to bend, I want my eyes to grow in number and size, I want my stomach to open, my flesh to pulse and wither, I simply want to be other.

But I also want to be round and short, I also want to be tall and full of muscle, I also want to be tall and skinny as can be, I want to be curvy, fat pleasing to the eye.

And in those moments when I look upon myself in the mirror, I feel nothing else but the urge to mold my own flesh, let it obey itself as it obeys me. I want to scratch and rip at my own hands, tendons, muscle and sinew.

I want to let myself bleed in liberation, let myself mold my own self-expression.

To see the truth through it's wrongs and rights,

Through all of its rights and wrongs,

Through it's falsehoods and misdemeanors,

Allow myself to drop the facade, I am not you.

I am me.

And I am hungry.