I find out today, that I have no friends. I am completely alone in the world. All around me is darkness.
I wrote some poems about it, but I’m the only one who reads this, and I’ve already read them.
When I wrote them I mean. I didn’t RE-read them, or really even look at them.
So I’m certainly not going to transcribe them here for no one to see.
June 14, 2005
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Oops. Guess I must be at the wrong blog then.
Comment by Chris — June 14, 2005 @ 10:04 pm
See. Even you don’t want to read your crappy poems again. They were bad enough the first time obviously..
Comment by erica — June 15, 2005 @ 8:01 am
Don’t you think that maybe this is a cry for help? And maybe you people should be nicer?
Comment by Heather — June 15, 2005 @ 1:56 pm
no. probably not. i’ll be double or nothing.
Comment by erica — June 16, 2005 @ 11:07 am
a cry for help would indicate some sort of sincerity, which i am completely lacking.
continue the worry free put downs!
Comment by tj — June 16, 2005 @ 3:37 pm
Hey man, don’t be sad
life isn’t really that bad
well, maybe it is
If you decide to kill yourself, can I watch?
Comment by John Murphy — June 16, 2005 @ 9:18 pm
if you decide to kill yourself, can I have your computers since you won’t be needing them anymore
Comment by John Murphy — June 16, 2005 @ 9:19 pm
Wait! you can’t kill yourself you fucking slacker. That will mean the rest of us will have to do your work.
Comment by John Murphy — June 16, 2005 @ 9:20 pm