in my dream last night a girl in a big white dress tore up tissues and every time she tore them something bad happened.
and then we were in a disused churchyard and i didn't understand why everyone was really pale and ignoring me until i realised they were dead, it was me. i was.
the bottom of my tongue has veins on it and i think one of them is falling off. i know this is not true but i have cut the bottom of my tongue so it really hurts and i think it is.
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
My family leave for Ejypt tomorrow I think. Abandoment.
I love Shane for looking after me when I collapsed in my doorway.
About Me
- Florence
- I tend to fall in love with ideas. And also get really excited about music and be like WOW YUM and then realise that that is an utterly and hopelessly inappropriate reaction. Some people can fragment my mind and others affirm my notion of living on a different plain from others. And from my body too. Then they ask me if I mean out of body experiences and I realise I have just said everything I thought out loud. I give a guffaw and explain how I’m actually thinking about falling off horses called Lemon whilst panicking over the concept of coexisting with a creature which is so much bigger than me but which I cannot understand, and they do these shifty eyes and bat their mascara laden lashes and run screaming. Unless (love me!) they are those rare amazing easter egg type people who instead do some sort of strange abrupt motion and insist they know exactly what I mean. At which point I begin to presume that everyone is in fact a perception and it’s just the way they impact upon me that I notice. Have you ever looked at something and realised that it looks 2D? I think I need to get glasses.
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