kev1n

it's just one twist...
oh, my darling...give me reason.
reason.
uplink.
connectivity.

a million stars. a million scars.
but i won't break a promise.

even one made to myself. in vain. in vein. invictus.

i see myself as a machine. i'm sure you've gathered that from my writings. i fully believe that the integration of man/machine is the next step in the evolutionary scale. and if there were some sort of test subject needed, i'd be there. so it's only fitting that i see my emotions and feelings as programs and operations.
so what changes programs without the users consent?
a virus.
so what's changing my emotions without my consent?
my desperate love for her.
she'll never see this.
julie, you mean the world to me.
her being replicates itself in my data. it's gotten itself cross-referenced with every bit of information i have. she's always in my head. she's a permanent subroutine in my daily events. i'm always factoring her in.

and she knows i love her to death.
apparently i've programmed myself to do so.

when i move in with her (not if, you motherfuckers. fucking friends having no faith. they know not the powerful code that represent my feelings for her...), it will be like some sort of compilation. a merging of code.
a marriage. of epic proportions, as far as my system is concerned.

what i would give to be with her now.

i need to write more. honestly. i do. i especially need to write down jokes. i was just at a party, and i swear, i was rocking the comedy scale for a good 80% of it. i could be a comic, god dammit.
time to go watch iron chef and dream of her.
my digital goddess.
my one and only. my only one.
-K
offer still stands. IM me and you get my Work-In-Progress.
"Voices of Torment (Will of the Circle)"