Have I gone Mad?

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alice in wonderland. 

talking trees, singing flowers, overweight twins.

big to small, small to big

teapots.

a merry happy unbirthday to you.

surrounded by a world so irrational and deranged 

but feeling an overwhelming sense of comfort and security. 

i am alice.

this is my world.

no one can  make sense of the story in my head...

one so familiar and seemingly normal. 

my cheshire cat bleeds his smile onto my eyelashes. 

mr rabbit will you help me clean up this mess?

he cant.

he is late. 

for a very important date 

A date with my reasoning, 

who seems to have gotten lost among the garden of live flowers.

maybe its time to leave this world

i would..

 if the burnt out caterpillar would stop offering me his opium.

shit now im high again

and cant find the exit.

"you're entirely bonkers

all the best people are"

oh mad hatter, i've had enough of our secret love affair.

today was my parents 31st anniversary. 

we went to a fancy shmancy dinner.

8 course meal. 

no joke. 

i conceived a food baby

it was one of those meals that you go into with anticipation 

and leave miserable and ready to birth a 9 month old dinner fetus.  

aside from that

it was a lovely evening with the folks and my seester.

i cant believe its been 31 years for them.

definitely not smooth sailing.

but i give my parents mad props for sticking it through when the relationship gods 

blessed upon them their share of shitstorms.

hopefully one day i can find someone that will willingly put up with my loony bin mentality

long term.

havn't found my pot of gold in that department.

f*cking leprechaun cupid.

  

  

mom, dad, me and the seester

I want a new drug 
One that does what it should 
One that won't make me feel too bad 
One that won't make me feel too good

style juices of the day

floral skirt

breezy

vintage band tee

bootytoosh

love the high wastedness

steven tyler you dog.

send me some waves of 

-excitement

-fearlessness

-spontaneality 

(i might have just invented that word)

-the power to just not give a f*ck

my mom says im fascinated by Mr. Stevey T because he does what he wants

when he wants

wherever he wants.

it MAY be that.

or the fact that he sweats sexiness.

ill figure it out one day.

        

“Choice... He has no real choice, has he? Self-interest, the fear of physical pain 

drove him to that grotesque act of self-abasement.

 Its insincerity was clearly to be seen. He ceases to be a wrongdoer. He ceases also to be a creature capable of moral choice."

until next time,

aEia

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