Whoa!! Don’t scare me like that! Where you been?
Here, there, everywhere, nowhere.
I see, still on that rhyming kick, eh?
No, I think I’ll take a break from that, it all depends where my mind is at.
You’re still doing it.
Oh, sorry.. it’s a hard habit to break.
So, really.. what gives? These “poems” are hard to decipher.
It’s not that complicated really.. a broken heart, insomnia, a little alcohol, and a blog. That’s what you end up with.
Wanna talk about it?
Haven’t I said enough already? I don’t want to talk about it anymore, I just want it all behind me. I want to wake up and smile when I hear the birds. I want to lay down at night and still have that smile on my face. I don’t want to talk, I want to fix it.
Weeeeeell, tough titties. If life was fair, I wouldn’t be trapped on a web server.
You’re not, numbnuts, you’re trapped in my head.
Shows what you know. Speaking of, you know there’s plenty of fish in the sea, and another bus every half-hour, and yadda yadda?
Yea, yea.. I’ve heard it all already. It’s easy for those not feeling the pain to spew out all that nonsense. Hell, I even know all that is true, but it doesn’t matter, it still hurts like a sumbich.
Did I mention tough titties? Cuz if not, tough titties.
Thanks for being in my corner, you’re a true pal.
It’s what I do! So seriously, is there something you want to get off your chest, or are you just killing time?
Well, I guess I just want to say that a few weeks ago I thought I had bottomed out; that I was as low as I could possibly get. I think I was wrong.
You of all people should know better than that, aren’t you Mr. Atoms and Molecules??
Yea, I suppose you’re right. We can always go deeper. I guess I just hope I didn’t have to.
Well, isn’t your pain all your own doing?
Then shut the fuck up and move on, dipshit. Either use the shovel to dig, or use it to paddle. Your call.