Wings?
Why wing?
Mom says wings will mark me and god forbids another had wings too. And they were seen at a crime seen. I was pointed out to have wings so I must have been that person. They mark me and ppl look at me different because I have wings? But, even when I didnt have wings ppl always stared like I was some sort of alien. I walk in a room and well I can dress as normal as the rest ppl still look. I can try to blend in but no matter what theres something about me that ppl tend to be drawn to. They stair and look and some even have the nerve to approach me. Reality the only way for me to get others to speak to me is by me walking up to them and striking a convo. Most wouldnt dare to just come up and talk to me.
Wings. . . why must I had gotten something so big? Now I am ugly my mom says. But before I had tainted my skin with ink I was beautiful? If Im so pretty why do ppl stair at me. I feel rotten either way so what does it matter if I fuck up my skin with ink. Why should I care what others think of me? They have always looked at me differently. What does it matter now?
People will see my wings and question. Reality I am private. VERY PRIVATE. I am always covering my body. I have suffered being sexually harassed in high school. And numerous times been close to being raped. And somehow my mom has the nerve to say what will the public say. What will the public say about something they cant see? I dont show myself off. I try to blend these days. When I do show some skin its still covered with a coat. Something I can hide in. So what will the public say? But nothing. . .
Maybe someday I will get over myself and show some skin. What will the public say then? Well, what have they ever said? They stair at me no matter what so why do I or should I care?
I am just mumbling ignore this crap.
So really why so big and why wings? Because when I was little I wanted wings. My tattoo is big but it is only one. I will prob never need any more then these wings. They explain everything. They grow with me and my experiences. When I was younger I had the idea broken wings mend in time. It was about the abuse I experienced and how I wasnt going to let it take me down. Now my wings are about flying away. I am growing and spreading them out and getting ready for lift off. I dont know how to explain what they mean. They are just a marking of my life.
Why wing?
Mom says wings will mark me and god forbids another had wings too. And they were seen at a crime seen. I was pointed out to have wings so I must have been that person. They mark me and ppl look at me different because I have wings? But, even when I didnt have wings ppl always stared like I was some sort of alien. I walk in a room and well I can dress as normal as the rest ppl still look. I can try to blend in but no matter what theres something about me that ppl tend to be drawn to. They stair and look and some even have the nerve to approach me. Reality the only way for me to get others to speak to me is by me walking up to them and striking a convo. Most wouldnt dare to just come up and talk to me.
Wings. . . why must I had gotten something so big? Now I am ugly my mom says. But before I had tainted my skin with ink I was beautiful? If Im so pretty why do ppl stair at me. I feel rotten either way so what does it matter if I fuck up my skin with ink. Why should I care what others think of me? They have always looked at me differently. What does it matter now?
People will see my wings and question. Reality I am private. VERY PRIVATE. I am always covering my body. I have suffered being sexually harassed in high school. And numerous times been close to being raped. And somehow my mom has the nerve to say what will the public say. What will the public say about something they cant see? I dont show myself off. I try to blend these days. When I do show some skin its still covered with a coat. Something I can hide in. So what will the public say? But nothing. . .
Maybe someday I will get over myself and show some skin. What will the public say then? Well, what have they ever said? They stair at me no matter what so why do I or should I care?
I am just mumbling ignore this crap.
So really why so big and why wings? Because when I was little I wanted wings. My tattoo is big but it is only one. I will prob never need any more then these wings. They explain everything. They grow with me and my experiences. When I was younger I had the idea broken wings mend in time. It was about the abuse I experienced and how I wasnt going to let it take me down. Now my wings are about flying away. I am growing and spreading them out and getting ready for lift off. I dont know how to explain what they mean. They are just a marking of my life.
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nipponese:
Thanks!
rickroyal:
Interesting dream. I wonder what it means when a house collapses in a dream.