anger
08/08/2002 12:04 a.m.
My boyfriend is online. My ex-boyfriend. Whatever. I can see his silly little screen name on my silly little screen name viewer thing. It's the first time I've seen him in months. I know I'm not actually seeing him. But he's alive. I know he's not dead, at least. I'm not sure whether that makes me happy or sad, but it sure as heck makes me angry. It would be easier for me if he weren't alive. Then I could go "Ahhh, he loved me along!! I was wrong to think he was drifting." Wouldn't that be romantic? Well, life's not that way. He's probably just as spastic and crazy and upbeat as he ever was (which wasn’t SO terribly much, but it was there, you know). I've written about twelve different things today that I may eventually post. But not now. I'm too annoyed. And angry. And violent, as per my mood. And apparently Koye's depressed and I couldn't get a hold of him. Things are not going well, you see. I'm pissed and I just need to forget that John exists. So I'm gonna go now and pretend I never saw him online. The end.
I am currently Violent
I am listening to a string tribute to Bjork (Bob Jones-friendly Bjork) : )