mydeaddoll

A long day at work and I am almost disgusted by being there. No, I am disgusted with the place. I feel stuck... as I do in many situations. And if one more person thinks it's cute to pull on my pig tails, I'll scream, and then give 'em a black eye.

So, how did you feel when you woke up on Saturday? That was a side of you that I hadn't seen. We should do it again this weekend... since I have to give up my Halloween to be stuck in bullseye hell. But, whatever...

And now it's barely gonna be 8... I just wasted time rearrangingg some things on my old web page. It's not much because I'm not a computer dork... So there! But, take a look...

And at an even later hour...

I hid all day where you could find me
but you never came looking
the only thing to find me... bad news
of which i can no longer handle any more

just last week i thought of a true suicide and then shook my head in disgust

now i am more disgusted that i shook off such a thought

when that is the only comfort i have found
in a morbid sort of vacation
if only that and nothing more
of flourescent lights and blinking monitors
but i would first need a better blade and more of an intestinal will

i didn't think i would mind the fact that no one wanted me, even when the fog wore away and the beacon shined its light into my retinas

worried now that i mind...