Take this test then let me know your results, I was a mastermind.
The infamous Amy just IMed me from the infamous Dave's screen name. I'm talking to her now. WISH ME LUCK.
Edit#2: Man as if the holiday's weren't bad enough now I need this shit. What a depressing time of year.
Edit#3: OK, so talking to Amy is just making me realize how ridiculously lonely and depressed I am, in addition to making me question how it is that such a large chunk of my soul got into her possesion. On the plus side, we're talking online so she can't see that I'm a total shell of a human.
Edit#4: You never know how much you miss someone until you hear from them again. When there's a voice to go with those memories you realize how much your ears have been aching to hear it. When the person is there to be compared to the picture in your head, you realize how much your eyes have been clamoring to see them. Then they're there again and all those feelings come exploding out of the starting gates like race horses gone wild and you're left with nothing but a screen a keyboard and a six pack while she gets comfortable with the one she loves. The only things I can look forward to are empty nights in an empty bed. I wish I wasn't so bitter but I am. I don't things to go well for her. I don't want her to sleep the sound sleep of the guiltless and innocent. If I'm to spend my nights wrestling psychosis to submission then so should she. Why is she the one who snuggles close while I stare red eyed and weary at those spiteful LCD's? Why is it that she's forgotten everything while I still care so much?
The answers not at the bottom of THIS bottle, I guess I'll try the next.....
The infamous Amy just IMed me from the infamous Dave's screen name. I'm talking to her now. WISH ME LUCK.
Edit#2: Man as if the holiday's weren't bad enough now I need this shit. What a depressing time of year.
Edit#3: OK, so talking to Amy is just making me realize how ridiculously lonely and depressed I am, in addition to making me question how it is that such a large chunk of my soul got into her possesion. On the plus side, we're talking online so she can't see that I'm a total shell of a human.
Edit#4: You never know how much you miss someone until you hear from them again. When there's a voice to go with those memories you realize how much your ears have been aching to hear it. When the person is there to be compared to the picture in your head, you realize how much your eyes have been clamoring to see them. Then they're there again and all those feelings come exploding out of the starting gates like race horses gone wild and you're left with nothing but a screen a keyboard and a six pack while she gets comfortable with the one she loves. The only things I can look forward to are empty nights in an empty bed. I wish I wasn't so bitter but I am. I don't things to go well for her. I don't want her to sleep the sound sleep of the guiltless and innocent. If I'm to spend my nights wrestling psychosis to submission then so should she. Why is she the one who snuggles close while I stare red eyed and weary at those spiteful LCD's? Why is it that she's forgotten everything while I still care so much?
The answers not at the bottom of THIS bottle, I guess I'll try the next.....
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[Edited on Dec 21, 2003 10:57PM]