FOUND MY OLD JOURNAL.
I’M ACTUALLY SO EXCITED.
Tag: journal
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ice.
dug up one of my old journals today and found this excerpt:
04/22/09 – 5:31am
i don’t like the idea of investing myself in other people, depending on someone else to be happy. it seems almost weak to me. i hate feeling vulnerable. i much prefer the idea of ‘the ice queen.’ ethereal in her beauty, she’s unattainable in her indifference to the world. everybody wants her but she sends roaring chills their way, freezing them all out.
perhaps i just enjoy the idea of being coveted. i fear relationships but at the same time, it’d be nice to be in one. have a companion to help with the bad times. nobody really wants to be alone. but i don’t want to be weak either.
i’ve put up guards and walls and a cautionary chill. i abhor vulnerability and shed weakness like old skin. independent. alone. ice cold.
