Pretend land is where I live.
I pretend things don't bother me. I pretend I'm on a diet. I pretend like I understand my statistics class. I pretend I'm confident. I pretend that having sex with myself is as good as the real thing. I pretend to be artistic. I pretend I'm not interested in bullshit Hollywood pop culture. I pretend I'm okay with living in Indianapolis. I pretend my Mimi is in better health than she is. I pretend I have ankles. I pretend I'm interested in the stories my boss tells me. I pretend my Dad doesn't make me uncomfortable. I pretend to be knowledgeable about sports. I pretend everything is "ok". Sometimes I pretend I'm British. Mostly, I pretend I'm not myself.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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