#radom rant

[pineconeontheforestsfloor]

I'm begging - not on my knees anymore but lying flat on the floor. Please, make me forget, make me unaware of everything that surrounds me. For I am not enough, never enough, and all I do is let everyone down; for the mountains grew too tall to climb, and it's getting colder and colder. Allow me to drown my sorrows in forgotten riverbeds, to submerge myself in them. Touch me, pure hands made of pure bliss. Show me I'm still worthy.

[pineconeontheforestsfloor]

I’m so sorry. How I wish there was a way that allowed you to enter my mind, so that you could access, without any tampering, my world. My words always end up coming out as a stumping mess, a mere shadow of my thoughts. And I don't know what to do to overcome this lacuna; I'm lost, I'm sorry. Please don't hate me. Oh, you are the best person I have ever met. I will never be able to describe how grateful I am for having the wondrous chance of knowing you. But how profoundly I wish I could do something to alleviate your burden, even though there are barriers in which I'm forever doomed to be helpless in my aid. But I'm here for whatever you need. And I swear, in my mind I'm so different. And I wish I could show you the real me; bellow all this shit that I can't denominate, that slowly distorts me. Sorry, my dear. Sorry for everything.

[dreamofwildpoet]

I hate the phrase "I'm an open book." Because it is simply not true. Just because you feel like you don't have things to hide does not make you an "open book". We are all liars, we all have secrets. The comparison of a person to an open book means laziness, it means "Feel free to get to know me but I am not going to put in much effort." It is completely reactive. Instead, I want a story teller. Why not show me the version of you that's suitable for me? You decide when and where to tell which story, read me the book.

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