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 Health Articles archives
Sunday, June 11, 2006  i would write more, but they dont let you drink and smoke in the libraries, so who and how am i to tell you what to do? i could write more? you ask? yes? yes! i could, i could write a lot more - i do often get scared i will return one day and have nothing to say as i{ve written and told you all - have i ? surely not? i mean, i stand by the fact that we only shall remember a handful of strange and obsure memories the day we die - so i could write more - i could take more photos - beautiful like fear and confusion on every soul that tries so hard to understand - kool aid my friend, nothing else like it - i repeat myself all to often - but what else can i do, talking about stories we have read about young people who have posponed.....how pesimistic!..... who have said no thank you very much to suicide due to the one and only small things - our real god - everything we say makes a difference to me and you and everyone else we ignore into those days we dont remember just yet - so why say maybe to drugs? how can that not get you high? dont you realise? we shall recall one day and we{ll feel better about ourselves then - but for now, lets just deal with it - take my hand like it means something and think of the girl of your dreams and let yourself feel what comes naturally - i will not cry wolf when it snows like rain - you know me, and why should i let that scare me? take my fears and paranioa and weakness and stupidity and everything you know about me and let it beat my chest - we all love you and you have no reason to feel alone and scared - because it may be such a large and empty world of wasted potential, but we{re al huddled together in fear - what you think travels like gutter water and it is heard by us down below. posted by Simon Sunday, June 11, 2006 |
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