By honeydue on Skatehive
my slippers are becoming torn. my house slippers, only that's not what i'm looking for. i'm looking for shoes that will support my souls. i'm sorry, i mean my soles, and my ankle which hurts and never healed correctly. i got help, though. do i need shoes that look good or support, and why is it impossible to find both? when i fucked up my ankle, i said goodbye to high heels. i'd love to learn how to pole dance in high heels, but that'd be expensive on the ankle, and there's been already too much bellyaching here. i'm looking for shoes. like when we were children. i'm taking up space, and making room for myself in long, incredible lazy days of creativity and marketing. i devote myself wholeheartedly to my yoga and my other things while i wait for the manuscript to cool. it's kinda like being on a soul holiday. you know that great feeling of wonder when you're in a foreign place somewhere, and you get to live as though you could be anybody? i'm exploring myself as if i were different kin