Thread for the Invisibles

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D:eek: omg YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!whooohooo. - i need someone to celebrate with.
 
Today I need to hear the right thing and I don't think it's going to happen. And I don't know how I'll handle that.
 
Sadness feels like a clear, cool fluid that's rising, rising. It's up to my chin now. I'm standing on tiptoe.
 
I know how little value I have. I don't need reminded. I am comforted with accepting myself for the little value I do have. Yes I am smart, funny (okay sometimes) and even sexy but for the full value? *shrugs*. It matters not to me for I am me and at least I accept being ignored with a little grace (sometimes.)

Does it make sense? Probably to no one but myself but it is what it is and I can't change anything accept how I react to it.
 
I like being invisible

I don't like to be noticed and I don't generally put myself out and say "hey you her I am". However now, because you, I will be visible to everyone for awhile.
Don't get me wrong, I am glad I caught you early, 39 is much to young for you however...

I cannot hide the hair loss or the missing parts for now, or at least not very well. I want to go back to being invisible dammit, if I wanted visible I am sure I could have found a much better way to achieve it.
 
It was so simple. That moment. I don't even want to describe it because I'm afraid it will puncture easily, like a balloon. But they let me see, and they weren't even aware of what there was to see.

He leaned forward.
She held still.

I got it. Mostly.
 
It was so simple. That moment. I don't even want to describe it because I'm afraid it will puncture easily, like a balloon. But they let me see, and they weren't even aware of what there was to see.

He leaned forward.
She held still.

I got it. Mostly.

A rose.
 
To notice me.

I feel as if I'm shouting yet it isn't noticed.

:(
 
Sometimes he says the most wonderful things. And sometimes I think he means them.

:)
 
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