is to listen to your shrink. They're the one sitting right in front of you telling you it's not real. Telling you no one gives a shit about you because I mean, com'on, you're no celebrity. You know everytime you tell a medical professional about your delusion they think you're crazy. Why do you put yourself through it? Just believe it's not real and it will be! Good god! Let go!

Date posted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

you are fuckin' crazy. why in the world would you think these people you used to know would talk to you day after day, week and after week, in some anonymous forum, when they could just ask a mutual friend for your number and freakin' call your ass? what do you think? you're so special that you'd have some kind of special relationship with these people? Something that actually means something? Please. Grow the fuck up and take a bite out of reality. Just because you freakin' can't let go of those assholes and write to them all the time, doesn't mean they're paying a damn bit of attention to you. There's no secret message, no secret love, no secret secret. You are just a naive fool asking to waste your life on the written word. Go out in the real world and get yourself a real boyfriend. And quit harassing them! They don't want you! Move on!

Date posted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

I ran home to see you today, I was so excited to smell you and lick you all over, and kiss you with my sweet sweet lips. And lo and behold I got home and you were sticking that fat ugly dick in you. Go ahead and cheat. Can't keep you down. But that's the last time you'll play with my balls. Ho ho ho.

Date posted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

told me tonight that you don't give a shit about me. is it true?

Date posted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

I would appreciate it if you would keep your promise. I let you off paying for child support for our three daughters, due to my stupidity. I still have time to go to court and get many years of back child support if you do not live up to your promise. I will be expecting your snail mail shortly. Life is not always going to benefit you. Your a grown man. You are responsible, just do it!

Date posted: Monday, March 15, 2010

To the pretty brunette playin the wheel slot next to me at parx Sunday night, I just wanna Thank You! again. The money I won because of your luck gave me the cash to party for the rest of the night, plus some scratch left over to get me weed for the week. I love you for makin my loser dreams a stoner reality.

Date posted: Monday, March 15, 2010

I want you.

Date posted: Monday, March 15, 2010

I'm in ancient Egypt, a novice priestess, in a temple made to worship Bastet, taking care of small cats, big cats, all day long...grooming them, feeding them, sleeping with them...I think I missed my calling as a Vet. Ancient childhood dream...I'm in St. Petersburg before that black 17 day Russian Revolution...dining with the Czars. Such Romance.

Date posted: Sunday, March 14, 2010

she were still a virgin because of something noble, like love, waiting and waiting for the one she thought was and maybe that was a large part of the obsession...but the fact of the matter is she's not a killer and refuses to be known as the Toxic Avenger. She'll be a virgin till the day she dies.

Date posted: Saturday, March 13, 2010

the best policy. radioactive leaks are not. when i was 17, young, beautiful, and in love, I thought I just needed one guy to love me as I am, accept me for all that I am, and everything I have done. this is of course when i had no self-esteem, and was only validated by another. anyway, i told him everything...hoping that he would still love me, it was a test of sorts, and he did. we fought like mad, passionate mates...kicking each other out of cars in Spring Lake...fucking at construction sites...sweet talk at the diner. i thought i was going to marry him. i was sure of it. then he left me for my friend...born on the same day, minutes apart, different time zones. i was devastated. but i tried to be big and let her know that if anyone was going to be with him...i'd want it to be her. i suppose it was an act of self-sacrifice, but i had lost him months earlier. anyway, my point is i always thought i needed and wanted that one person in my life to make me complete. leftover abandoned father syndrome. but i see know, as i have held on for years, to people that have long since disappeared from my life in any real sense...that i only needed to accept myself and my situation to be happy. and then make the most of what God or fate has left to me. penelope is a great movie. i totally empathize with her. moral of the story is that even though he left me, i found somebody else, somebody better for me. and then i left him for somebody else. and then i left him for someone else. so now i'm just confused. but i do know what i need to do. and with all good intentions...i don't need you to do it. so, know that i care. and know that maybe i love you. at least your words. because that's all i have of you left.

Date posted: Saturday, March 13, 2010