"Begging for life with a tin cup..."

Jul 25, 2005 11:45

It's been some time since I made a journal entry worth anything. Usually it's just filled with superficial things that lack any real substance or purpose, save to let everyone know that I do, indeed, still exist and haven't succumb to the stresses of everyday life. So I'm sitting here, having smoked my last good cigarette the other day, feeling as ( Read more... )

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nipples15 July 25 2005, 19:27:02 UTC
AMEN. BITCHES AND HOES

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Hmmm... sailorcrackhead July 26 2005, 00:45:15 UTC
I don't really feel like typing everything I want to say here, because it'll take too long and the phone was invented for a reason. I do just want to make a quick comment, and know now that since the computer does not convey the connotation of words well, what I am going to say is in no way mean or meant to be taken harshly. I agree with the fact you have spent time on people who do not deserve it, but what I'm wondering is: Do you remember people telling you that you were doing this? And that they were worried for you? I can't tell from what you wrote if it's known to you and you didn't feel like writing it in, or you just decided to ignore the fact. That's all. If you want to continue this conversation, please call. Okies, buh-bye now! ^.~

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Hmmm, indeed. ricepattie July 26 2005, 01:58:06 UTC
Yes, I remember people telling me that, but does anyone honestly listen to others if they feel that they are in the right?

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Re: Hmmm, indeed. sailorcrackhead July 27 2005, 03:39:18 UTC
Hahaha, no, they often don't. I was merely wondering if you remembered it occured, and you do. That's all ^.~

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carneliantopaz July 26 2005, 15:01:50 UTC
What the fuck is going on?! I have missed much, to think so much can go on within less than a weeks time of talking with you. What in the Hell happened? Is it that fucking boyfriend(ex perhaps) of yours? Tyrone hopefully you didn't mean you wasted time on me, I appreciate all the time you can sneek in for me even if it's just minutes of talking. I really miss you! Tell me, what happened? We've known eachother for years now, you know me almost as well as I know myself...lol maybe even more. I'll call you tonight.

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Clop Clop goes the little shoes. pearltea July 27 2005, 13:17:23 UTC
My dear, my dear, "The Dumbing Down of Love" can't be used any other way. You've found better and it can't go downhill from here. And, for the sake of words that don't mean less than nothing now, "I love you, I love you, I love you." We all know mine (and yours) are anything but superficial words of pamper. Therefore, I (and we) am (are) supreme. (And I am only half joking.)

Does it help if I toss in the COMPLETELY meaningful words of "Dear, succulent, Lamb... you make me giggle?"

Whenever needed, give me a call and I'll come a'runnin' with a hand full of wontons, a bag full of love, and a little perpetual motioned sunshine buddy. (He has no name and moves his head to solar powered music that we can't hear.)

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