Can I just say, and I'm just being honest...

[Losty]

Mine all do. Every god damn post on this whole forum actually...

You know what I mean, silly!

Lol I was just joking. Most of my posts in here are not about people on the forum

[J a c k]

CIJSAIJBH...
When I got my second tattoo, I remember feeling pain for the first half hour or so. The next couple hours felt numb and kind of good. The pain was kind of delicious and delivering. I wasn't going to say delivering, but when I typed delicious, word prediction suggested it, and it fit. Heh. Ignore me. Anyway, the pain was so intense, it eventually was null.

One brick over the other. Hurts. One stone after the other. Hurts. One claw after the other. Fuck it. Fuck everything. I have great friends, dammit. I have my kids, dammit. I have my booze, dammit. I have my poetry, my art, my choices, my life. Where was I? Oh, yes. Before sickness came home, we were telling her about Seb's college trip. Let's do that again. Before he came back to shut me up when I wasn't even saying anything, I was planning a trip to meet Rob and Emma. Before goodbyes, walk away, the rotting, the flies, the foam cups, the lost batteries, the emails, the texts, the calls, the bad friends, the unreal, the paper blocks, the fucking jokes! The fucking jokes! Really? Why! Why do that? Why? What do you feel? Do you kill animals, too? I mean... do you?

Before the shirt... I was saying... I was living... I was free.

I'll walk myself out. I choose life. I'm done sitting in this station.

[Edwardo Piet]

The pain was kind of delicious and delivering. I wasn't going to say delivering, but when I typed delicious, word prediction suggested it, and it fit. Heh. Ignore me. Anyway[...]

Epic.

[robvalue]

It's all unfair and horrible, I'm so sorry bestie

We'll keep on planning that trip! I want to meet you so very much

[Edwardo Piet]

Beautiful meetups are beautiful.

I'm enjoying life right now

[Edwardo Piet]

CIJSAIJBH

Life is so much more fun without the pressure. There's always pressure in this shitty life, but the less the better: And the moments of fun are precious

[Edwardo Piet]

CIJS

I love listening and having my friends share themselves and open up to me. I love just being there. And I also luz to play.

[Jackalope]

CIJS

That's another day in the books. I did what I'm supposed rondo, like I have every day for the last two months. I ate right, I got off my ass and exercised, all if it. Just like every other day.

Yet here I am lying here facing what will probably be another restless night because of the pain that I push through, endure and ignore all day. The fucking pain that the medical profession has as of yet failed to find a cause for, or even suggested an effective treatment.

I know you hear me when I tell you how this has affected my life. Why can't you do anything? Why?

[Thumpalumpacus]

You know what I mean, silly!

No she doesn't She has no idea!



#teaseturtle

Pretty sure you should stahp it!

[Thumpalumpacus]

All this fucking drama... Does any of it point to anything real?

I think I must be crazy. I'm addicted to it somehow. And I don't think I'm the only one.

It can certainly be fun. Until it's not that is. Sigh.

Drama is never fun to me.

Excitement, that's fun. But not the dramatic kind.

My aim, which I achieve most of the time, is to float over the landscape. Those who take note, great -- those who don't, not my problem. But I can walk away from here, from friends and lovers, and even family, at any time.
Without drama, quiet in the night. Done it before, will do it again. I only chase gold.

Internet drama/addiction? Pfft. My guitar's talking to me, what better to do?