So um... How do I go about getting some readers? SG girls get a billion tons of comments daily. I dont think I'd take anyone's well wishes and/or compliments if I were a girl and did SG. But thats just the kind of person I am, always thinking there is an ulterior motive, a rigght for every reason, a dagger behind every smile. Wether it's a masturbatng middle aged man (woman? *laughs*) saying how lovely I am to a young emo boy/or girl who is complimenting the stheic beauty of the picture, or how they dig the concept and the emotional drive behind it.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not making fun of SG girls or their members in the least. For I am non of the above mentioned, yet I am on this site. But then, I only joined because Posh did the site, and we've been friends for a long time now. Though I've been not the best of friends having fallen of the face of the earth for nearly a year. But what else do you do once you love someone so completly that you're left m u t e. With no words with which to communicate with the outside world using words you hadn't used to tell her you loved her, or loved the way she smiled or squeaked a certain way unique to her. But all of these things are entirely of a personal matter and completely unrelated to the intended purpose of the thought. So I digress into my bittersweet memories of love and lust, though mostly love of the particulars of life... a giggle, a smirk, the little aspects of personality which compose each unique individual and you learn to love with each passing moment. But FUCK I keep going on D:
Regardless of all the things stated above, I don't know how about getting anyone interested in reading this journal without resorting to sending messages to anyone expecting them to think I'm someone interested in acquiring some sort of notice in which to bring in some sort of merit for me keeping this thing alive and active.
I love you, but I hate you. For loving you so deeply that I can't stop though it hurts my heart daily, the though of knowing but now being with you my dear readers (whom might well be no one, yet nothingness is equally embraced in love and hate.)
Good bye.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not making fun of SG girls or their members in the least. For I am non of the above mentioned, yet I am on this site. But then, I only joined because Posh did the site, and we've been friends for a long time now. Though I've been not the best of friends having fallen of the face of the earth for nearly a year. But what else do you do once you love someone so completly that you're left m u t e. With no words with which to communicate with the outside world using words you hadn't used to tell her you loved her, or loved the way she smiled or squeaked a certain way unique to her. But all of these things are entirely of a personal matter and completely unrelated to the intended purpose of the thought. So I digress into my bittersweet memories of love and lust, though mostly love of the particulars of life... a giggle, a smirk, the little aspects of personality which compose each unique individual and you learn to love with each passing moment. But FUCK I keep going on D:
Regardless of all the things stated above, I don't know how about getting anyone interested in reading this journal without resorting to sending messages to anyone expecting them to think I'm someone interested in acquiring some sort of notice in which to bring in some sort of merit for me keeping this thing alive and active.
I love you, but I hate you. For loving you so deeply that I can't stop though it hurts my heart daily, the though of knowing but now being with you my dear readers (whom might well be no one, yet nothingness is equally embraced in love and hate.)
Good bye.