14 December 2009

delete it

forgive me if i make a mistake or two. i am typing bind, because i think that is when i type my best. i wouldn't be surprised if my fingers shifted and it was all gibberish. and well, maybe that would be best. this needs to stop. i am driving myself mad for no reason. accept it already. i mean...really accept it. it is not bad. it is what it is.

it has now been over a month since her passing. it has been a month or so...and all i want to do is chill . get away from the bastards in the world and just chill...and chat. i can't seem to chill. and nobody ever answers their phone when i'm in the mood to chat. it is hard to be in that mood. very rare save for a few people...people now deaf or maybe just clueless as to the power of their ears. or maybe they aren't clueless. who knows.

this is not just about a dead cat or some deaf friends...but what it is about...i guess that will wait for another time and place.