From Jim Morrison and the doors…
People are strange when you’re a stranger
Faces look ugly when you’re alone
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted
Streets are uneven when you’re down
When you’re strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
Today I got my 7th laser tattoo removal for my face tatts. It’s been a long process and takes like 6weeks between each session. I was “manic” when I thought I wanted to be a tattoo artist and started tattooing myself with a needle and ink. I don’t like people looking at me, so it was foolish to do tattoos on my face!!!
Dealing with severe depression today. going to try and get some creative writing done but that’s causing part of the negative voices that is pushing on my depression. I don’t know how to combat this and get it to go away.
They do mention eggs, but they never lay them the hatch inside the uterus. Little “neonates” or practically fetal kangaroo climbs up the mother and find the pouch. Follow the link for a visual.
My face in the mirror
Isn’t wrinkled or drawn.
My house isn’t dirty.
The cobwebs are gone.
My garden looks lovely
And so does my lawn.
I think I might never
Put my glasses back on.