Jane Smith
Stories (2/0)
Normality: Determines or Abstains
Isn't it tiring when people who have no importance in our lives are feeling the constant need to ask to prove if we are good enough? And they make you question yourself, why can’t I be like a normal person, like them who just can’t get enough of each other accepting their miserable faces of boring choices... but define what is fucking normal? Maybe me sitting, having a battle (not a bottle, well that too, but a bit later) with my thoughts about what is real, makes me more normal than those people who reflect their projection of normality on me. And they are the first ones to vocalize what is good or bad, of course after watching some couching films made by people who think they are wiser than anyone else because they have enough self love to post themselves on Facebook. Like this is suddenly an indicator of the truth, LOL. Sure it is (rolling my eyes). Irony of life, eh?
By Jane Smith5 years ago in Motivation
Every Day Struggle to Be Bigger
Right, I am sitting in this beautiful Barcelonian bar sipping a gorgeous glass of red with this chocolate hint in it (note: I can't afford this glass nor the second one—and I am actually drinking second #justsaying, as I am unemployed and should be thinking of the fucking eggs for tomorrow's breakie god damn it). Nonetheless, fuck it. I will go jogging tomorrow morning instead. Years ago I was dreaming of "this" moment, not to be unemployed nor not being able to buy myself a glass of red a week before my birthday especially, but to be evolving and becoming someone who will not settle for boredom and be subjected to the fear of living the life.
By Jane Smith5 years ago in Motivation