Cages : 04.18.03 @ 10:11 am

You look in the mirror.
Every tiny imperfection screams out at you, and the bigger ones are down right deafening.

It's so much easier when you're asleep and dreaming. In your dreams, you have no true body, no set sexuality, no worries of body image. You just are, and the keys to all of the identities will unlock the various cages you've created for yourself during the brief time that you sleep.
Cages made of words and half truths, cages woven with the love of those close and the self hate of the weaver.
Cages, locks and keys.

That's all we live in, really. A world of cages, each created as a defense, as a thick calloused skin against the world.

~A

By the way, Idyllwild is an arts boarding school in California and Ryan's going for classical (vocal) music.

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