Have you ever felt totally and completely alone? It's not exactly a fun thing. And when I say totally and completely, I don't mean as in the sense I've been trapped on a desert island without even wildlife to keep me on my toes, nor do I mean have I been locked in an asylum, and had the key thrown away, left to wither and die. I mean; Being forgotten by people in a sense that they choose to not acknowledge you anymore. Not that I suppose it out of malicious intent. I just suppose that it's due to being forgettable. Or maybe it is malicious, and deliberate. Either way; when the fact that no one is remembering you is reinforced by those very persons so nonchalantly that they may not notice their for instances. Dude! I need to sleep. Screw human interaction. Who needs human interaction when you've got the Internet, music, a notebook with pen/pencil and eraser, and a stack of books and movies from your local library.
09 February 2009
You Don't Have to Take My Words For It...
Have you ever felt totally and completely alone? It's not exactly a fun thing. And when I say totally and completely, I don't mean as in the sense I've been trapped on a desert island without even wildlife to keep me on my toes, nor do I mean have I been locked in an asylum, and had the key thrown away, left to wither and die. I mean; Being forgotten by people in a sense that they choose to not acknowledge you anymore. Not that I suppose it out of malicious intent. I just suppose that it's due to being forgettable. Or maybe it is malicious, and deliberate. Either way; when the fact that no one is remembering you is reinforced by those very persons so nonchalantly that they may not notice their for instances. Dude! I need to sleep. Screw human interaction. Who needs human interaction when you've got the Internet, music, a notebook with pen/pencil and eraser, and a stack of books and movies from your local library.
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