Sometimes

Sometimes there are times to be delicate in what I say or post on the internet. Sometimes I should be honest and push my own limits by forcing myself to express parts of me I never wanted to share. Sometimes I just need to get out of me something I need to vent. Sometimes I post words or pictures in the hopes that specific people will read them, or see them and know that I mean them just for them. Sometimes I try to be full of wisdom. Sometimes I want to create things and prove, mostly to myself, that I can.

But sometimes, I don't want to be honest, or delicate, or intimate and I'm not thinking about anyone in particular, or feeling the need to prove anything. Sometimes it's not complicated. Sometimes, it's just exactly what it looks like. Sometimes it's simply inappropriate. But in a real fucking charming way.