cubic zirconium
Posted by anya on July 13th, 2007 filed in UncategorizedIs spelled exactly the way I thought it was. I wonder whether everybody goes through this stage – where they feel like cheap, fake imitations of themselves. There is still the you, the thing underneath which bleeds, and cries, and needs. But at this moment, all you can see is the imitation. It’s as if you are watching a really bad horror movie and you’re yelling at the girl on the screen not to open the basement door, and yet she does anyways, and whoever the killer-du-jour is just there, waiting. Except that this girl is you. Watching the cubic zirconium you is like watching that movie and, quite frankly, it really sucks.
July 23rd, 2007 at 1:11 am
Like Made in China Gucci and Prada?
I’m having a phase where I don’t know if humanity is worth saving, or even worse, would I consider myself worthy of being saved.
I think you’ve achieved near Klosterman self-observation brilliance here.
December 15th, 2011 at 9:20 am
Your answer lifts the intllegience of the debate.
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