Age: 17 years 1 months 10 days

“Frogs eat butterflies. Snakes eat frogs. Hogs eat snakes. Men eat hogs.”  Wallace Stevens

I guess this quote goes to relate all things together which I guess is true but it seems to have a bad note for mankind. And this system, it just seems random selection of what things eat. Why can’t he just say “ living things eat living things”.  That’s also true.

 But anyway, I don’t want to talk about the quote. Today I dressed up. I like dressing up and I like the weird clothes but I don’t know my motives for wearing clothes. I like weird clothes and I like normal clothes and I hope what I’m wearing doesn’t depend on who is around me or who will see. I don’t know I would have a reason to wear weird clothes either. I don’t want to rebel and I have pretty much the same friends no matter what. I would be fine if I’m just wearing the clothes for myself but I don’t want them to be a masks for me to hide behind. I wish I could just be fully me, I don’t want to be hiding. I really do like my clothes and I have lots of fun wearing them. I know people think I’m weird, and I am, so I like that. But it seems like a mess. Why does every outfit I wear seem to be a mess. Oh yeah, why do I feel the need to express individuality through clothing? It’s not exactly an original thing to do. Also, I’m not fully going to do something original. It’s been done before. But I am a separate complete person that no one has ever been exactly like.

 God, I don’t want to hide behind clothing. I want to wear what I want. It would be nice if there were no pressure from society. The clothing idea just doesn’t seem like my own. But I know that I don’t need clothing to be different, or unique, and it doesn’t make up who I am, but in a way it does express it. Just tell me not to change faces for different people.

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