My blog title has nothing whatsoever to do with this post, but I've got "Alice in Wonderland" stuck in my head (the Disney version) so there ya go. If I have to hear it, so do you. :D
Goth. Freak. Weirdo. Crazy. Jock. Brain. Square Peg. Nutter. Wacko. Bitch. Asshole. Slut. Prude.
Labels.
You ever find yourself acting like the labels that were given to you, rather than who you really are?
And no, just a couple of those are my labels up there. I'll let you figure out which ones. ;) Although in junior high I was considered a New Waver, which is the light side of Goth. We who listened to Pearl Jam and Nirvina, wore Doc Martins with knee-high tights, but I did brush my hair.
I think we get so wrapped up in being who other people expect us to be that we forget who we are supposed to be. I know I'm definitely guilty of it, especially with men. On, those clever bastards. But I am working on overcoming that.
Anyhoo...these are the things going through my mind thanks to that new freaking pill I'm on. I still have mixed feelings about how it's affecting me mentally. I'm not denying that I'm sleeping better than I have in years, but that doesn't mean I'm enjoying the fog being lifted.
On a lighter note, we are taking the Honey Badger to the drive-in to watch "Breaking Dawn." Yes, yes...we know. But we go to riff on it, and in the hopes of seeing another white trash, drag out bitch fight like last time. Two chicks going crazy on each other. It was AWESOME
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