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Just a quick note, I tend to take writing very seriously, and used to think of my livejournal to be a blog.
Well, I've realized I should whole heartily move my game-related posts and serious stuff over to my blogger blog because... well, blog is in the fucking website.
So yes, now I'm just taking this moment to fucking vent on something.
It'll be brief, but rest assured, it'll probably be something I never thought I'd do; put my emotions on the table on livejournal. Mostly because it's so cliche, I might as well throw in a car chase and mention I was the bad guy all along.
So I know this person. We used to know each other. That was a while ago (rest assured, high school era). But for some reason, whenever I even try making contact, my replies seem to fall on selectively fucking deaf ears. She replies to other people, but what am I? Some sort of fucking ghost? What do I need to do here? Wave a flag while decimating an entire nation and saying I'm gay? (though maybe a bit tasteless for a joke, you catch my drift hopefully. I'd need the fucking bat signal to get some sort of reply here).
Some people may know how much I hate using the phone because I'm such a technophile. I message her and comment her on facebook, but all I get is reinforcement to the notion that she talks to other people but not me, apparently because I have the aids plague, the satanic spawn of two of the worst diseases mankind has to face except for MEGA herpes. Despite my distaste for talking on the phone, my phone calls apparently lead to a black hole (that's not controlled by Verizon! Who would've thought?).
So here I am, laying my fucking cards on the table and folding. From now on, I'll take the proverbial stick-my-fingers-into-my-ears approach and go LALALALALALA.
Yes, my livejournal links to my facebook, and it'll be published in public. Fuck that! I'm fucking journalism major. Speaking my mind is in my goddamn blood. Maybe one or two people even know who I'm spouting about, but who cares? I'm fucking typing livejournal, the emotional spittoon of the internet!
Well, I've realized I should whole heartily move my game-related posts and serious stuff over to my blogger blog because... well, blog is in the fucking website.
So yes, now I'm just taking this moment to fucking vent on something.
It'll be brief, but rest assured, it'll probably be something I never thought I'd do; put my emotions on the table on livejournal. Mostly because it's so cliche, I might as well throw in a car chase and mention I was the bad guy all along.
So I know this person. We used to know each other. That was a while ago (rest assured, high school era). But for some reason, whenever I even try making contact, my replies seem to fall on selectively fucking deaf ears. She replies to other people, but what am I? Some sort of fucking ghost? What do I need to do here? Wave a flag while decimating an entire nation and saying I'm gay? (though maybe a bit tasteless for a joke, you catch my drift hopefully. I'd need the fucking bat signal to get some sort of reply here).
Some people may know how much I hate using the phone because I'm such a technophile. I message her and comment her on facebook, but all I get is reinforcement to the notion that she talks to other people but not me, apparently because I have the aids plague, the satanic spawn of two of the worst diseases mankind has to face except for MEGA herpes. Despite my distaste for talking on the phone, my phone calls apparently lead to a black hole (that's not controlled by Verizon! Who would've thought?).
So here I am, laying my fucking cards on the table and folding. From now on, I'll take the proverbial stick-my-fingers-into-my-ears approach and go LALALALALALA.
Yes, my livejournal links to my facebook, and it'll be published in public. Fuck that! I'm fucking journalism major. Speaking my mind is in my goddamn blood. Maybe one or two people even know who I'm spouting about, but who cares? I'm fucking typing livejournal, the emotional spittoon of the internet!
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Fuck this! - Listening to:In Awe of the Power: Roar of the Earth OST


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