their idea of growing up actually meant getting shut down, broken down, held down for a real or imagined (hard to tell) sense of something like security and freedom always mixed in the right amount, in the right place, at the right time
meanwhile there would always be people doing whatever they wanted without question or concern, who would never be held to answer for their lives - and they would always be laughing at the rest of us while circling the globe a thousand times over
I'm just trying to be my own best friend
someone I'd look up to if I knew me
no one knows what the fuck they're doing anyway
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on being a "real" enough anything:
stop covering up your subliminal social control as if you're defining what a "real" anything is...
saying real girls are always sweet and quiet. obvious bullshit.
real boys are strong and rough all the time. bullshit.
real xyz does...acts...wears...eats...sounds like...looks like...votes for...bullshit.
boring bullshit.
how do you have such a small imagination for all the possibilities of the universe?
real people are diverse variations scattered along intersecting spectrums that blend up through history, evolving into ever-shifting potential futures - deal with it.
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