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I can't keep my eyes open, so I'll keep this brief. I had three interesting conversations this weekend, only one of which was with a person who was talking to me.Highlights...
What seems to be, is always better than nothing.
That's the difference between us; you see the relationship as a possibility, and mourn its inexistence.
Sometimes it's like I don't even exist. Even God has lost track of my soul. Why else would he leave me out here like this, to wander this world all alone?
[Ed. Note: Apologies for the melancholy, he's been like this since Friday.]
posted by tinyhands @ 11:59 PM
7 Comments:
ahh the second one...that's brutal. i can relate...
highlight 1, the story of my life
highlight 2, yet again, the story of my life, although not as eloquent
I think I'll drink my blue pill now, you want one 2? ;)
Is this the Invisible Man talking? Cuz I hate when he's invisible. It makes me feel helpless when he's hopeless.
nothing wrong... with feeling a bit... melancholy.... (love that word)... as long as it doesn't... last longer than 5 days!... then you're heading for depression... and that aint fun...
So SNAP OUT OF IT... mmm have my healing words helped?... no i didn't think so... maybe i could come round and slap you?...
hi.
Aide- So have your tough talk already.
3sth3r- I don't need any little blue pills, thank you.
kTp- Hopeless? Is that from your perspective or mine?
boo- I'm always up for a little slap & tickle. Call me.
#3EastCoast- Credit.
"Gloomy" is the word my students always use, thanks to their dictionaries. It's darker than 'melancholy,' but equally evocative.
Still, you haven't quite descended to the level we have. "Come out for a drink on Tuesday evening if you dare," we email each other.
But you get like that when you start to suspect you're being picked off, one by one.
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