First of all, shout out to my friend I met at camp, Colleen (sp?) since she's checking out my account, but doesn't have one herself.

secondly, this is something I wrote probably the beginning of the week, and thought I'd share it with my viewers. (plus the emote thingie at the bottom is not working, or else i would have posted sooner. so i'm not eager. right now i'm more like sore.)

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Currently, I feel compelled to discharge my mind. To stop writing and painting in metaphors. To stop thinking. I want to lose myself to movement, to body, to free-form. I want to stop living in the past, I want to lose myself in the moment, to the present. I want to be everything I want to be. Most of all I want to dance without caring about what you think.

I want movement, I want body, I want touching, I want everything about anything that is about the physical and not spiritual. ("nothing matters but the body" ~queenhrosie)

no this is not about sex

This is about living in the Now. Living with purpose set in the present, never the past-though perhaps the near future. This is about losing myself to impulses, to freedom. To do everything and anything, and still nothing.
I want to touch you, and touch myself, not because I like it, but because I want to scrap off your dead skin cells, and say that you have outgrown your skin, that you to fit better in your current skin, you need to get rid of the old.

I want to say a million different things to you, to him, to her, to everybody. I want to read out loud words that were never mine, but I will take and adopt as mine so it becomes an integrated piece of me. and yet, I want to say nothing at all. I want my body to say all these words, and more. I want to say _{iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou,} but never have them leave my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, never have vocal sounds.