...why they do and say the things they do.
And they don't get why we do the things we do.
God's cruelest joke.
Been navel gazing again, I can feel something meaningful coming here soon.
Today I'm working on gaining more control of myself by fighting one of my most annoying stupid OCD tendencies. Dammit I will keep an odd number of pics on my profile for at least 24 freakin hours. I can DO it! That is so fucktarded that I need it to be an even number, there is no value in this behavior!
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Oh that was hard. I feel so much better with an even number. Freak.
ReplyDeleteI know this is somewhat late-coming, but just out of curiosity...
ReplyDeleteHave you ever considered that there might be value in this behavior? What if its value is in the fact that the behavior brings you comfort? Is your comfort not valuable?
Hush, now what will I fret over?? ;)
ReplyDeleteLove you.
Well the next level of fretting comes from wondering whether looking at it that way is just something you tell yourself to make yourself feel better about being loopy. ;)
ReplyDeleteLove you back, gorgeous.