always make you describe the colors you think the words you feel are like? To amuse myself? Of course not! I make you aware of the colors to make you aware of your feelings. It's my way of showing you that you still care. Caring is a powerful feeling, MJ.~
"You sneaky little..."
~What? Are you going to call me a name? I hope it's not a bad one. I certainly don't deserve it.~
"You sneaky little thing."
~I'm not a thing . You know who I am.~
"What am I supposed to call you?"
~How about you sneaky little spirit, little angel, little soul, little friend?~
"Little angel? Aren't you a bit full of yourself?"
~Not all angels come with wings, MJ. Besides, I’ve got like a million names better than what you came up with! I have been your most loyal companion ever since you came into existence! Don't you think it's about time you acknowledged me for who I am?~
" My loyal little me . How about that?"
~I like it. I like it a lot. Do you know why?~
"Why?"
~It looks like you're finally realizing that I AM what defines you, not your little ego. I think I'm finally getting the upper hand.~
"Not so fast my loyal little me! We have a long way to go."
~I'll settle for that!~
"No wonder kids move from one social site to the next. Who wants to be monitored by the parents they had to befriend? And even worse, who wants to be embarrassed by his zealous mother's post bragging her kid got an award even though half the school got it?! One of my friend's mothers posted something like that on his wall, and almost every friend he had unfriended him!" Luke said.
"My parents gave up. I don't think they even know which sites I'm on anymore. They can't keep up."
~What about me? I can't keep up either.~
"It's not only the sanitizer," Luke said. "I sometimes feel like I'm tied up in a straitjacket and caged up just in case I rip the jacket off."
"Seriously?"
~Seriously?~
"This is funny, I thought the same thing!"
~You never told me that!~
"You did?" Luke said.
"Yeah! First you can't run around on your own; you can't say what you really think. You're told what to do, what to say and the endless list of words you're not supposed to say; you're told how to think, how to feel, and what it is you want for the rest of your life. You have no identity. You are a madman in a straitjacket who must be coached and protected from his own self. You want to scream, but the more you scream, the tighter the jacket gets. If you keep screaming, someone in the adult world around you will figure out there must be something wrong with you. And before you can defend yourself, you're diagnosed with a syndrome no one has ever heard of so that the guards can medicate you until you stop screaming. Until you run out of air and collapse. Until you're numb and do what they say. Until you fulfill your parents' plans for the life they never had."
~Wow! Is this the real reason you checked out from your family?~
"Are you, MJ?" Angelica asked.
"Am I what?"
~I don't know what she's asking either.~
"Are you numb?" Angelica said.
"Almost."
"I refuse to be numbified!" Luke said.
"I love that word!" Angelica said. "I refuse to be numbified!"
"Me too!"
~Me too! Hey! We have another thing in common!~
"When I feel this numbness creeping toward me, I talk to myself."
~Hey! I thought it was our secret!~
"I talk to myself, too!" Luke said.
"I talk to myself all the time!" Angelica jumped from the floor and threw her arms up in the air. "We're a bunch of loonies! This is so cool! I have the perfect tweet for this!"
Countdown To Infinity @AngelicaA
people get hypothermia from looking at us 'cause we're so cool
FOURTEEN
Teenage Revenge @TeenageRevenge
being a loon makes me feel alive
~I think Angelica's getting to you.~
"What do you mean?"
~She's making you think and talk a lot more than I ever could. I like this girl a lot.~
"You think you know what my tweet is about?"
~Absolutely. Here, I'll show you what it means.~
Teenage Revenge @TeenageRevenge
being a
"You sneaky little..."
~What? Are you going to call me a name? I hope it's not a bad one. I certainly don't deserve it.~
"You sneaky little thing."
~I'm not a thing . You know who I am.~
"What am I supposed to call you?"
~How about you sneaky little spirit, little angel, little soul, little friend?~
"Little angel? Aren't you a bit full of yourself?"
~Not all angels come with wings, MJ. Besides, I’ve got like a million names better than what you came up with! I have been your most loyal companion ever since you came into existence! Don't you think it's about time you acknowledged me for who I am?~
" My loyal little me . How about that?"
~I like it. I like it a lot. Do you know why?~
"Why?"
~It looks like you're finally realizing that I AM what defines you, not your little ego. I think I'm finally getting the upper hand.~
"Not so fast my loyal little me! We have a long way to go."
~I'll settle for that!~
"No wonder kids move from one social site to the next. Who wants to be monitored by the parents they had to befriend? And even worse, who wants to be embarrassed by his zealous mother's post bragging her kid got an award even though half the school got it?! One of my friend's mothers posted something like that on his wall, and almost every friend he had unfriended him!" Luke said.
"My parents gave up. I don't think they even know which sites I'm on anymore. They can't keep up."
~What about me? I can't keep up either.~
"It's not only the sanitizer," Luke said. "I sometimes feel like I'm tied up in a straitjacket and caged up just in case I rip the jacket off."
"Seriously?"
~Seriously?~
"This is funny, I thought the same thing!"
~You never told me that!~
"You did?" Luke said.
"Yeah! First you can't run around on your own; you can't say what you really think. You're told what to do, what to say and the endless list of words you're not supposed to say; you're told how to think, how to feel, and what it is you want for the rest of your life. You have no identity. You are a madman in a straitjacket who must be coached and protected from his own self. You want to scream, but the more you scream, the tighter the jacket gets. If you keep screaming, someone in the adult world around you will figure out there must be something wrong with you. And before you can defend yourself, you're diagnosed with a syndrome no one has ever heard of so that the guards can medicate you until you stop screaming. Until you run out of air and collapse. Until you're numb and do what they say. Until you fulfill your parents' plans for the life they never had."
~Wow! Is this the real reason you checked out from your family?~
"Are you, MJ?" Angelica asked.
"Am I what?"
~I don't know what she's asking either.~
"Are you numb?" Angelica said.
"Almost."
"I refuse to be numbified!" Luke said.
"I love that word!" Angelica said. "I refuse to be numbified!"
"Me too!"
~Me too! Hey! We have another thing in common!~
"When I feel this numbness creeping toward me, I talk to myself."
~Hey! I thought it was our secret!~
"I talk to myself, too!" Luke said.
"I talk to myself all the time!" Angelica jumped from the floor and threw her arms up in the air. "We're a bunch of loonies! This is so cool! I have the perfect tweet for this!"
Countdown To Infinity @AngelicaA
people get hypothermia from looking at us 'cause we're so cool
FOURTEEN
Teenage Revenge @TeenageRevenge
being a loon makes me feel alive
~I think Angelica's getting to you.~
"What do you mean?"
~She's making you think and talk a lot more than I ever could. I like this girl a lot.~
"You think you know what my tweet is about?"
~Absolutely. Here, I'll show you what it means.~
Teenage Revenge @TeenageRevenge
being a
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