i often feel too reflective and older than my age wants me to be. why can’t i just accept and go along with the changes from media instead of thinking. and drowning in the fact how odd it is that language we once whispered is what we now say without hesitation. did the word lose its power or did we throw out its value. the things we once shied away from now drip from our tongues like oil, staining and smelly and foul but we don’t even stop to question it. i don’t know. i don’t know













