hi.
i know. it's weird.
whatever.
i get it, but i'm still here.
dude. it's like a skeleton...but not.
i miss the blood and the guts but not what it turned into. it got so ugly.
then it got all brittle and friggen shattered when the breeze came.
like catching things and eating insides and stuff.
and probably, well, yeah. or yah.
not sick but not well, whatevs, flagpole sitta.
all the shit that got so messy is what pisses me off the most.
like, no effin shit.
saw it coming from the start.
not much of a surprise, like a bad party.
too stupid to move out of the way.
stood there to see how bad the train would hurt and then cried like freakin babies when it did.
pointing fingers.
blaming.
two narcissists whining about how everything is everyone else and believing it too.
never stopping to help each other up, not even once.
both playing the victim.
it is what we do.
then harbor resentment at whoever doesn't fix it.
i think i'm watching a&e cuz spock's narrating.
i'm so predictable.
prolly saw this convo comin'.
yeah.
i know.
me too.
go figure.
i'm done. just had to get this shit off my chest into the world where it's all free and stuff because, well, that's what i do.
i ramble.
cuz i get stuck sometimes...like a stupid skippin' cd.
i've been skippin' a lot in my head...ramblin' on in there like rainman and stuff.
just. yeah.
i'm sick of listening to my nonsense too...
maybe i should just go back to spock. er...i mean leonard nemoy. he's waiting patiently for my epic return from this blogstraction.
night.
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