05. Close to the Knives - David Wojnarowicz
Monday, January 25, 2010
i think this is what i am beneath that sort-of cynical shell.
and i don't know i think it's kind of sad to feel like that. you start off as a fresh-faced kid, who believes in Santa and the Easter bunny, and that your parents are perfect people and that teachers don't pick their noses behind your back, and then as you grow up things start to break into that perfect little bubble.
some people accept it, and even embrace it.
some people ignore it, and continue thinking that Mariah Carey actually cares about those African kids.
some people embrace it, yet they are still innocent enough to believe in things that give them hope, in things that can be loosely described as a 'miracle', when it's actually just a whole lot of faith.
there is a fine line between the second and the third, and i don't know where i fit in.
i am having an identity crisis.
i don't know if i am an idealist or a realist.
i don't know if i'm a romantic or a cynic.
oh well.
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