Ms.Matchsticks and Barbie's Gotta Go
A sense of humor is rare. Ms.Matchsticks realized that way ahead of most people she knew, in that little town she grew up in. But, a funny feminist is not usually liked. Mostly the reasons are because they end up making the same jokes that men make.
God forbid should she utter the word 'penis'. Hah! Now, that's the word of the day, Ms.Matchsticks thought as she continued typing away at her screen. It's truly a miracle as to how she manages to daydream while trying to get work done.
The dark clouds gathered behind her outside. It's her favorite kind of weather. Just the right amount of nippy. Maybe, she should stop by once in a while and smell the roses again. Or not. She's lazy today.
The best part of having a personality disorder is that you get to juggle yourself between paradigms. Ms.Matchsticks loved thinking multiple things at a time. Who cares if he doesn't get it, its still fun to be her.
Suddenly, Aryan asked her; ' Hey!? You a dog person or a cat person? ' ....Ms.Matchsticks replied... ' BOTH! ' ....
Aryan - ' So, you just don't throw up in hidden places but also fart loud '.........
........ Aryan was instructed to stay a 100 feet away from Ms.Matchsticks.
But! just to think of it how little traits, words, choices, preferences give people away. If only we paid close enough attention to the nitty-gritty lies we tell to hide the things that terrify us. Everything, from who we are, what we were and ever will be, is out there.
If only people knew how to feel more than hear. Listen more than judge.
If only. Ms.Matchsticks thought.....
People try their entire lives to build a facade of walls that keep them all pretty and prim. Just like those shiny barbies in boxes in Costco.
But, honey! Ms.Matchsticks also realized at a very early age that Barbie's gotta go. She's just got to go. If you are can't live the rawest form of yourself, be whatever the little dirty weirdo you are.... have you really lived at all?
The phone rang.....
God forbid should she utter the word 'penis'. Hah! Now, that's the word of the day, Ms.Matchsticks thought as she continued typing away at her screen. It's truly a miracle as to how she manages to daydream while trying to get work done.
The dark clouds gathered behind her outside. It's her favorite kind of weather. Just the right amount of nippy. Maybe, she should stop by once in a while and smell the roses again. Or not. She's lazy today.
The best part of having a personality disorder is that you get to juggle yourself between paradigms. Ms.Matchsticks loved thinking multiple things at a time. Who cares if he doesn't get it, its still fun to be her.
Suddenly, Aryan asked her; ' Hey!? You a dog person or a cat person? ' ....Ms.Matchsticks replied... ' BOTH! ' ....
Aryan - ' So, you just don't throw up in hidden places but also fart loud '.........
........ Aryan was instructed to stay a 100 feet away from Ms.Matchsticks.
But! just to think of it how little traits, words, choices, preferences give people away. If only we paid close enough attention to the nitty-gritty lies we tell to hide the things that terrify us. Everything, from who we are, what we were and ever will be, is out there.
If only people knew how to feel more than hear. Listen more than judge.
If only. Ms.Matchsticks thought.....
People try their entire lives to build a facade of walls that keep them all pretty and prim. Just like those shiny barbies in boxes in Costco.
But, honey! Ms.Matchsticks also realized at a very early age that Barbie's gotta go. She's just got to go. If you are can't live the rawest form of yourself, be whatever the little dirty weirdo you are.... have you really lived at all?
The phone rang.....
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