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i heard somewhere that i can't remember that we are all tied together by invisible lines...



after some of the things i've seen in this life and these times, i'd have to say i believe that. sans details i'll also say, no matter how far i go i haven't shaken those wonderful people. those brilliant existentialists who would just as soon wipe their dusty shit kickers on me than help me up from my spill.

thank goodness for my mother. she's the only person who's kept it "real".


i've had friends turn to mortal enemies. they may not view themselves that way...so dismally, but they are. the same way i was. just an expendable byproduct in their hearts and minds. i didn't know it, but that was my role. on some level...that's ok-

this is the ugly side of nature.


honestly, the encounters i had with them, directly or indirectly...after our "courtship" was over have been extremely illuminating. some of these people don't even know how close i still am to them. or hell, the other way around-

rock the bells? yup. same day, same place.
myspace? yup. the usual way.
facebook...you get the picture don't you?


i'm assuming that anyone who's had ANYONE they'd rather not see again can understand how this would present a problem.


back to the invisible lines.

maybe i got it from a movie...maybe i wish it wasn't so wonderfully fitting. all i can do is hope i'm not tied to these "people". these demons. i hope it's some kind of psychological thing, whereby i seek them out in some conscious/unconscious way and poof! there they are. my darling spectacles of human beings. here's hoping i'll snap out of this unreality and be truly free of them and their enduring memory.



*sigh*


there might not be anything more to say than that.






custamato~