8.27.2012

Ambassador




I can feel my efforts paying off. It is a very nice feeling to want to stare at myself in the mirror, checking myself out. Equally nice to read through words and catch glimpses of beauty.

I think I’m getting closer to the point where what I write and what I’m trying to say are getting closer together. Coming together to a point of singularity and then perhaps colliding and collapsing into the density I’ve been hoping for.

“Because honestly, fuck that voice.”

Indeed. Fuck the voice that tells me I’m still a fatass and fuck the voice that tells me my words are insipid and futile. Fuck that voice because I always have been and always will be an ambassador of change and beauty.

An ambassador of surprise, indeed.

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