i find it strange that only at the wee hours of the morn [once again, i have not slept yet, and it's already 0740], or when i have to bullshit my way through an essay for class, do all the words pour out. interesting...
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once again, i find myself lost in my thoughts. thinking in general about life. thinking about my family and friends. thinking about the hole i dug myself into financially. thinking about how drastically and painfully alone i am. thinking about... yeah...
i met someone i had known for years, but, as of recently, have been seeing very little of at a local eatery. the thing was that this time... something was different. i had noticed it when i first walked in. something had changed...
they looked... new. let me explain: when a soft drink or cereal company revamps their logo, they take the essentials of what makes their product unique, but try to update the general look of the product. the outcome is that us, the consumer, see the new marketing and design and are dragged in because (a) this is something new or has to be an improvement, and (b) we enjoyed the product in the past, so why not? that's kinda what it was like... it was like i was looking at and talking to someone i had never met before... but looked they looked so familiar i was comfortable being there.
the details... struck me. i felt like a stoner discovering the intricate patterns of my own hand while i looked upon my friend. their eyes. their smile. the way they talked. it all felt... different.
the hair... i can't emphasize their hair enough. their hair seemed so much longer than i remember, as if i hadn't seen them in months and they never visited a cuttery. it's my friend's hair... that made me realize... i no longer knew them. we had been bobbing in and out of each others' lives for so long that... each of us grew and changed while the other wasn't there. i had become so used to growing alongside not just this friend, but everyone i care about. i saw all the changes first hand. this random channel surf that my relationship with others has become has transformed my perception of others. everybody feels so different... so new...
now, don't worry. i'm not bitching any of my readers out. i'm not calling any of you horrible, horrible people. i'm just... for some reason only now beginning realize... that nothing is ever going to be the same. nothing we do now will change that. no matter how much either any of us fights to hold onto what we grew to love... nothing is going to be the same... our old lives... everything we've experienced... everyone we've loved... all over... in the past...
so, the question becomes where do we go from here? what does this ominous, yet exciting future hold for us? first, we've got to find a start...
Hi. I'm Isaiah Buado. We may very well be a great friends in the future. I just have one request: Trust me, and please don't hurt the trust I put in you.
What's your name?
rock hard. live harder. o_O
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once again, i find myself lost in my thoughts. thinking in general about life. thinking about my family and friends. thinking about the hole i dug myself into financially. thinking about how drastically and painfully alone i am. thinking about... yeah...
i met someone i had known for years, but, as of recently, have been seeing very little of at a local eatery. the thing was that this time... something was different. i had noticed it when i first walked in. something had changed...
they looked... new. let me explain: when a soft drink or cereal company revamps their logo, they take the essentials of what makes their product unique, but try to update the general look of the product. the outcome is that us, the consumer, see the new marketing and design and are dragged in because (a) this is something new or has to be an improvement, and (b) we enjoyed the product in the past, so why not? that's kinda what it was like... it was like i was looking at and talking to someone i had never met before... but looked they looked so familiar i was comfortable being there.
the details... struck me. i felt like a stoner discovering the intricate patterns of my own hand while i looked upon my friend. their eyes. their smile. the way they talked. it all felt... different.
the hair... i can't emphasize their hair enough. their hair seemed so much longer than i remember, as if i hadn't seen them in months and they never visited a cuttery. it's my friend's hair... that made me realize... i no longer knew them. we had been bobbing in and out of each others' lives for so long that... each of us grew and changed while the other wasn't there. i had become so used to growing alongside not just this friend, but everyone i care about. i saw all the changes first hand. this random channel surf that my relationship with others has become has transformed my perception of others. everybody feels so different... so new...
now, don't worry. i'm not bitching any of my readers out. i'm not calling any of you horrible, horrible people. i'm just... for some reason only now beginning realize... that nothing is ever going to be the same. nothing we do now will change that. no matter how much either any of us fights to hold onto what we grew to love... nothing is going to be the same... our old lives... everything we've experienced... everyone we've loved... all over... in the past...
so, the question becomes where do we go from here? what does this ominous, yet exciting future hold for us? first, we've got to find a start...
Hi. I'm Isaiah Buado. We may very well be a great friends in the future. I just have one request: Trust me, and please don't hurt the trust I put in you.
What's your name?
rock hard. live harder. o_O
d_day:
One of my personal favorites is "your dumb," to which my response is usually "my dumb what?"
benten:
they kept fizzing and popping in my mouth i was eating so many lol.x x