diablolipop

ok ... my ears are still ringing... but if i had a chance to go again to morrow.. i would quit my fucking job and be thewre!

Enough of the happy Dave, It is not the real me. Through out the days i am mostly... unsympathetic to most peoples causes. I know im not going to win the lotto, so i sont play fuck the kids educations! I dont got none of them either!

Most days i would be as hapy watching you get run down on the street as thinking pleasureable thoughts about you. But then somthing comes along that fucks up my paradise. Good Bad or indifferent, somthing shanges my mood. More often than not its the bad, and so rarely does anything good hapen to me thant some times i forget what - good - feels like. I have forgotten whatt sex feels like, the only joy i have had lately was that concert, and wouldent you know it some fat guys squeeze in behind me durring the last set.. and i go from happy dave to dont fuck w/ dave. they strood there for 5 mins and i watched them out of the corner of my eye for six. I should have left then... at least i woud have beat the traffic home. And hust as easily as i can be turned from neutral dave in to angry dave it can sometimes be swayed the other way too.. this angel in front of me was sitting down.. and i whapped her w/ my cell, i appologized and se told me that it was OK that "it was all about the memories".

That sent me in to orbit and landed me back in hell at the same time. I have no memories, no prized or cherrished ones any way. Any one i have ever loved, has hurt me., betrayed me, or other wise made me feel like shit. and i am sure that i have done the same to them. so agin i look at my, Next to only friend... my dog and wonder what hes thinking.... and take him out for a walk.