Do you ever just get sick of pretending? Sick of pretending to be fine, pretending to be a better person than you are, of pretending that things are perfect when they're not? Don't you get sick of holding on to what you know you should, of balancing everything of yours while juggling everything that belongs to others, while standing on an impossibly-small, tilted pedestal that you built with your own two hands, that you balance on while painting yourself with primer just to cover up your flaws? Don't you want to just turn everything upside down and shock, disappoint, scare, disgust, hurt everyone you know, just to say that you finally did what you wanted to do? Don't you just want to be YOU, only you?
Don't you ever just want to be your base, carnal self,
doing exactly what you want to do, just for yourself...Bucking the
societal norms and tossing caution to the wind? Don't you want to just
indulge, try something new, make some big fucking regrets? Don't you
want to break the law, break some hearts, and break out of yourself for
the first time in your life? Don't you want to get so high that you can't even complete
a thought, but you can laugh and laugh until you can't even imagine
Don't you want to get so far out of yourself that you don't even
remember who you used to be, if only for a time period? Don't you want
to escape everything and be free and clear of constraints and pain, of
fear and folly, of ideology and creeds?
Don't you ever just want to scream "FUCK IT!" and just throw it all out there: everything you are, everything you desire, everything you are unhappy with, everything that hurts you... Just put it right the fuck out there, for the world to see, and if they judge you, so fucking what? Fuck them. Fuck them and their conditional adoration. Fuck them and their expectations. Fuck them and their beliefs, their seriousness, their cookie-cutters. Fuck everything.
Don't you want to run the fuck away and lose contact with every single person you know? Just disappear, reinvent yourself completely, and never look back? Don't you want to throw away all of the bullshit and the rules, the ideas and the promises, the responsibility and the ties holding you down, the lies and the painful truths, and just BE? Don't you want to disappear so that you can meld and mold and redo and restart, try and test and fail and flail, scream and dance and cry and be exposed? Don't you want to be gone from where you used to be? Don't you want today to be history?