faeriewench

This past several weeks I have changed, cumulatively, getting more intense and drastic towards the time I decided to sit down and write this. I have pushed myself to and past all of my personal boundaries of about everything. Sex, Masochism, Love, Reticence to Love, Drugs, Alcohol, Public Decency, Social Propriety, Familial Propriety, Artistic Expression, Intellectualism, Intellectual Output and Input, Sleep Deprivation, Bodily Restraints, Physical Health, Highs, Lows, Comedowns, Crashes, Peaks, Contentment, Friendships, Sibling Relationships, Father-Daughter Bonds, Mother-Daughter Understandings, My Conception of My Self as Student, as Artist, as Woman, as Slut, as Friend, as Sister, as Daughter, as Smoker, as Lover, as Beloved, as Has-Been, as Potential, as Unsafe, as Drinker, as Addict, as Music. It's all straining and breaking through. I don't know what will come of this. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow. I just wanted to let you know.