I am sad.
Still and again.
And why I tell you this I don't know.
I don't know many of you very well... some of you I've never met.
...
Things aren't well right now... in many venues of my existance. And I am sorry that things are the way they are. And I wish things could change. But I don't think they will.
I am sad.
Not depressed. I've been depressed. This is different.
This is situation based. This is not hormonal. This is not an imbalance.
I pride myself on being upbeat. I strive for the best in life. I work fucking hard to make it.
And then I don't.
And then I fuck up, or someone else fucks up, or the whole fucking world decides it wants to screw around and mess up what should have been.
And then it isn't.
I apologize for not being more active in comments. I am so busy right now my head can barely sit safely on my head.
I miss my friends. I miss my love. I miss my life.
I am so emo sounding right now... but it is born of truth. EMOtion runs rampant.
Thank god for the bright lights... they still beckon... and I hear them.
Will I answer.
Of course. When the time is right.
But not now.
The timing is all off.
Be well.
Still and again.
And why I tell you this I don't know.
I don't know many of you very well... some of you I've never met.
...
Things aren't well right now... in many venues of my existance. And I am sorry that things are the way they are. And I wish things could change. But I don't think they will.
I am sad.
Not depressed. I've been depressed. This is different.
This is situation based. This is not hormonal. This is not an imbalance.
I pride myself on being upbeat. I strive for the best in life. I work fucking hard to make it.
And then I don't.
And then I fuck up, or someone else fucks up, or the whole fucking world decides it wants to screw around and mess up what should have been.
And then it isn't.
I apologize for not being more active in comments. I am so busy right now my head can barely sit safely on my head.
I miss my friends. I miss my love. I miss my life.
I am so emo sounding right now... but it is born of truth. EMOtion runs rampant.
Thank god for the bright lights... they still beckon... and I hear them.
Will I answer.
Of course. When the time is right.
But not now.
The timing is all off.
Be well.
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Whom's Suit was made Entirely from Crepe,
When asked "Does it Tear?"
He Replied "Here, and There...
But it keeps such A Marvellous Shape"
I was going to post A REALLY creepy pic...But your Journal did NOT really call for a creepy pic...(Altho...Creepy Pics work for me Sometimes...I just NEVER assume it does the same for others...)
Yeah, I know...We Really Do NOT know eachother...We havent had A Drink to drown our sorrows in together...
Yet, we know how it feels...
We have never spoken on the phone, and been able to have an Interjecting Conversation about Life, Love, and The Universe...
Yet, We have BOTH Been there as well...
And then, There is "The Biz"...
*rolls eyes and sighs*
Need I even go there?
I know the last thing I want to hear is "Hey Buddy...I have been EXACTLY Where you are, Everything will work out just great...C'mon...Gimme a smile.."
*KABLOOIE!!*
That, My Friend was the sound of My 6 Inch Bitch Boots kicking exactly where they need to be.
Nobody can just wish the hurt away...However...We can ALWAYS view it as some metaphorical struggle that must be endured in order to achieve what we want...I REALLY didn't want to bring up Ed Wood...(Honestly...I REALLY thought you might think of me as shallow...)*sighs*But the truth is...either you give up and allow this sad example of a pitiful existance of life here on this rock get to you...Or, You can wear A Womans Angora, smile at The Christian Idiots through Gritted teeth, and put that megaphone over your lips, and tell EVERYONE where they should go...
NOBODY can REALLY say the 'Magic Disney Words' with Sparkles & Song, and make it ALL go away...
But There ARE Always Angora Sweaters...
Take It Lightly, Give it Hard...OOogaBOOoga
I don't know what else to say except- chin up... things WILL change. They always do. And almost always for the better. And if they change for the worse, it's always for some fucked up yet good reason in the end.
You're fabulous. Don't forget it.