if i were to be truly myself i would be one of two people. i would be stuck in bed, tears running down my face, screaming and crying, with a punching bag and a teddy bear. or i would be laughing and loving with a cigarette, writing and drawing at the beach with my friends or alone. If i were to dress truly myself it would be in one of two ways. i would be in a short loose-ish dress with skyscraper heels on and my hair all beautifully done with specks of glitter on my face and body. or i would be in ripped tights, leather boots, spandex short shorts, an over sized t-shirt and a beanie, my hair would be messy and long, id be wearing all black. these people never meet. or if i were to be truly myself it wouldn’t matter what i was doing or what i was wearing, i would be sitting on the floor or on the grass somewhere with my best friend, who is just some body i used to know.