iLoveYouWithaKnife
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
- Messages
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I feel so empty today. I woke up this morning feeling well rested, but deprived of something. I don't know what. I just feel so alone. I crawled back into my uncomfortable bed and thought a little bit, about my one friend. I miss him so much. Thought I'd hop on the computer for a while, pass some time. Everyone on the buddy list is 'away'. I wonder what they are all doing, if they ever wonder about me.
3 new messages in the inbox.
*******@aol.com Fwd: I better get this back!
I hate this fucking chain letters.
Strange though, how i was just thinking about you. Eh, why not open it up? Oh, ha ha, the irony I see, that you send me a Forward on friendship and luck. Make a wish and send this to how many people in an hour? Or I'll have bad luck for how many years? I didn't think it could get much worse than this. But hell, I'll try. What could it hurt?
Pitiful that I rely on this,
to make a wish.
That I know isn't going to come true.
Open up my 'address book'. Look at all the names on the list. That I could send this to. I see I have to forward it back to you. So that's one less. Although, I don't see another damn name here to send it to. I don't even know my friends anymore. They don't know me. How did it get this way? When did it happen, and why did we allow it to?
Instead of sending this back to you, I'll just send you a damn email instead. Telling you if you send me another thing about luck, I'll kick your ass. Close out my email.
My house is so damn quiet, I wonder where everyone is, what they are all doing. Fucking creditors calling me again asking me when I can send money. money money money. just like luck, friendship, love, emotions, motivation, passion, beauty. it's all something I don't have. But, I do have music. To get me through it.
When can I move forward,
and forget all about this?
3 new messages in the inbox.
*******@aol.com Fwd: I better get this back!
I hate this fucking chain letters.
Strange though, how i was just thinking about you. Eh, why not open it up? Oh, ha ha, the irony I see, that you send me a Forward on friendship and luck. Make a wish and send this to how many people in an hour? Or I'll have bad luck for how many years? I didn't think it could get much worse than this. But hell, I'll try. What could it hurt?
Pitiful that I rely on this,
to make a wish.
That I know isn't going to come true.
Open up my 'address book'. Look at all the names on the list. That I could send this to. I see I have to forward it back to you. So that's one less. Although, I don't see another damn name here to send it to. I don't even know my friends anymore. They don't know me. How did it get this way? When did it happen, and why did we allow it to?
Instead of sending this back to you, I'll just send you a damn email instead. Telling you if you send me another thing about luck, I'll kick your ass. Close out my email.
My house is so damn quiet, I wonder where everyone is, what they are all doing. Fucking creditors calling me again asking me when I can send money. money money money. just like luck, friendship, love, emotions, motivation, passion, beauty. it's all something I don't have. But, I do have music. To get me through it.
When can I move forward,
and forget all about this?
