fuck everyone I know in person. don’t take offense, tumblr. ;)
apparently facebook is where you go to have your opinions mercilessly ridiculed by all of your closest friends. so, don’t bother being honest there ever, got it. people ruin everything.
As a younger child of about 11 or so I used to catch myself spacing out in the mirror for spans of sometimes five to ten minutes as I pondered, in an abstract way, weather or not I could “be other people.” The longer I stared into the mirror, into my own eyes, the more I could feel someone elses perspective slowly come into view. I don’t recall ever getting a “clear picture” or crossing over to the other side completely, in fact most of these experiences were so short and odd I had no idea what to think of them.