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The enjoyment of company

Some sorta feeling of belonging  (I guess)

And a sense of knowing

Somewhere ……… that’s when I try to go

And to the P.O I go…. Even alone most of the time … almost all the time and that’s if I can drag my roommate keven along with me. I don’t drink so going thir to meet some of accountancies I have and so much of them to … but who is going to be there for me

In times of need? Always been my self…  Kev moved out today.. His room is going to be taken by cris sometime soon.                .  . People are to busy with their own lives to even bother…. Why I don’t know it’s just the way it goes

Being alone isn’t such a bad thing after all but I prefer not to be. And we all know that nothing lasts forever…things will hopefully get better thank to my good friend caffeine… and somewhat of a self steam.  And life goes on……… Possibly be at the P.O on Sunday

I remember when it was the palladium.  What a dance floor that was, and new faces every week I personally think that this city needs more underground entertainment for people with this kina life style. But that’s just me. And I’m not saying that anyone should agree

I like it when i get replies from strangers cause i never talk to them in real life ... I guess im sortav an anti social indavidual being ....

I'lll try to keep the brain swrils in ' but for the past while i've been soooo bamn busy that i havent had any time .... And yes swoopGuy i love Jell-o my fav- ones is the Blue barry and the Barry black

The tangles need to be un tangled

And the reason known

The way its destruction carries

At home is where I am

Spending my time on useless crap

To end my and start it all over again the next day

Reasons unknown

Another coffee brake alone

Cause no ones home

Ill definitely show up at the P.O and also thinking about chikingout shift Tuesdays

Beyond the words that I can type down on my computer

It’s more then anything  (but not everything)

Personal and mine.

Never could I descried its ryme

Never mind

I pity the fool who thinks that dancing is a game or a way to get some

Showed up at the P.O last night. And I didn’t even bother to change I just throw a pvc skirt on top of what I was orady wearing, sprayed a wac load of hair spray on to my hair and headed out the door….

Making sure

And trying not to think too much

A little, but not enough

Letting the beats of my music take over my symphony of silence.

Let it play on.

I just might show up to Sin City

To what really matters.

This may be. And sometimes it doesn’t matter

How time is spent at all for me

Haven’t found the time to spend it wisely

Candy and coffee

Bong and a bliss

What is? Sitting in font of my computer tying away this shit..

Somewhat forgetting what I was going

To type about

There really was no point of this at all

Just bord ,, had nothing better to be wasteing  my time on

I wouldn’t have read it if I were you.