I Guess I Do Carry A Bit

My Fear Is That I Will Be Crushed In An Elevator And My Mother Will Get Hold Of My Journals From My Adolescence.

I Was Born Imagining Myself With An Apron On, With Pies Cooling On The Window Sill And Babies Crying Upstairs. I Thought That All That Stuff Would Somehow Anchor Me To The Planet, That It Was The Weight I Needed To Keep From Just Flying Off Into Space.

Actually,i Am A Failed Anorexic. I Have Anorexic Thinking, But I Can't Seem To Muster The Behavoir

I Quote Fictional Characters, Because I'm A Fictional Character Myself!

I Think I Do Overshare, And I Sometimes Marvel That I Do It. But It's Sort Of - In A Way, It's My Way Of Trying To Understand Myself.