Sunday, December 14, 2008

Go Ask Alice by Anonymous

  • Can't I even have the privacy of my own soul?
  • How is it possible for me to be so miserable and embarrassed and humiliated and beaten and still function, still talk and smile and concentrate?
  • I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me?
  • I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.
  • I want so much to be someone important.
  • Personally I'd like to get a whole new everything, except my books of course, they are part of my life.
  • Even now I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books.
  • It seems that when something is going good, everything else goes good too.
  • I'm party somebody else trying to fit in and say the right things and do the right thing and be in the right place and wear what everybody else is wearing. Sometimes I think we're all trying to be shadows of each other.
  • As usual I can't afford a fraction of the things I want.
  • It is a woman's place to be long-suffering and patient and toleratnt and understanding.
  • Isn't that ghastly and ironic? I'm afraid to live and afraid to die.
  • At this stage in my life nothingness is a lot better than somethingness.
  • A man's blood soon runs cold when there is no one around to warm it up.
  • The garbage that goes with drugs makes the price too goddamned high for anyone to pay.
  • She didn't know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.
  • Perhaps it was even right for me to go through all this suffering so that I could be more understanding and tolerant of the rest of humanity.
  • But I wonder if I will ever feel completely new again. Or will I spend the rest of my life feeling like a walking disease????
  • My room will be my whole universe.
  • People can adjust to anything.
  • I have this very silly fear that one day I'll be old, without ever having really been young. Do you think life can get by you without your ever seeing it?
  • Why is life so difficult? Why can't we just be ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?