“Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he's supposed to nod and says what she's supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams... Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I'm two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.”
You know I think this is true for many of us, maybe at some point in time we will be able to merge the two together, but do you think the world will ever be ready to accept a person just the way they are? I am inclined to think not.
I am drawn to the cute little fishy bubbles though