Tuesday, 13 September 2011
08:29:48 PM (GMT)
I feel great.
I've never smoked before in my life but I can imagine
it almost feels as good as feeling ribs.
It's like buried treasure. Exciting.
Every morning, if i feel them,
I have a pretty decent morning.
But you know what would make me
Seeing my clavicle and my spine.
What do spines feel like?
I feel like mine is buried in back fat.
I can't feel mine. Or see it.
My back is a vacuum cleaner that sucked away my spine.
I don't have a spine.
I can stand and bend down because there is an invisible string
controlling it. Like a puppet. I hate puppets.
Anyway, spine, spine, spine..
Do I have one?
Where is it?
I don't see it.
I never have.
But I wanna feel it.
And see it.
I wonder what I would look like
with a low cut shirt and a sexy clavicle popping out.
I bet I'd look sexy. Like all the other girls who have
a clavicle. I want a clavicle. I want one badly. I don't have a clavicle.
It doesn't exist in my body.
All I have is a ribcage. But they don't mean much.
Anyone can bend backwards or side to side and feel it.
Nothing special. So, why do I feel happy when I feel it?
I've nothing else to feel happy about (Did you get the pun?)