countthree
Well-Known Member
Mars kissing the Moon...
... or the eclipse of Mars
... or the eclipse of Mars
i had to tell myself that im lazy , im unremarkable ,theres not a lot going on , im tthe laziest person you could meet perhaps not lazy just terribly depressed everything is too much effort
im a wortless piece of shit ive not made the world a better place my existence is laughable im the most insignificant inconsequential person you could meet. im upset because i cant express myself better. im writing through a smart tv and a remote
Be glad your spine isn't collapsing in on itself. Mine isi had to tell myself that im lazy , im unremarkable ,theres not a lot going on , im tthe laziest person you could meet perhaps not lazy just terribly depressed everything is too much effort
i like bing this way though ive resigned myself to the fact im never going to amount to much theres strength in being crap ad knowing yu are.
I'm reading a book about a serial killer who mainly targeted gay men and boys. He'd kill them and then have sex with their corpses. He counted on them being thought of as crap, by the police.i like bing this way though ive resigned myself to the fact im never going to amount to much theres strength in being crap ad knowing yu are.
Just as you posted this, I'd finished reading these words.i love being crap at life id start to worry if it became too easy becuse at least im still feeling but i think i would quite like to be shallow .
It's time for bed, sweetie.yes i find life hard i would have liked to have been loved a little more i would have liked to be able to show my lve more readily but im not able to do it. id like to be able to though.
I've had many 'partners' but they were all pricks.im 51 and ive never had a partner . it would seem like a whole new worldto me. ive been on my own for so long. even having having a best friend would feel extraordinary. it wouldnt take much. what seems normal to everyone else is just something i cant find.
I had a good dance partner once. I don't even know his name, but he's a great friend to me, in my imagination. He's the one I write to, when I write memoir.oh yes . a good friend would mean te world to me. it would change my life.
oh pep, i got my coat! it's ammaaaaazzziiiiiing. at first when i took it out of the bag i was like "oh..." because it's the colour of a burlap sack stained with dried blood, but marni coats tend to have the transformative power of fairy tale coats that become something entirely different when you put them on. even though the colour makes me look a bit sallow, at the same time i recognize that the coat wouldnt be as good if it were any other colour and the shape is absolutely perfect, and the look of it is both a bit rustic-y like something the mouse girl would wear, and 1950's ballerina elegant, which is to say it is THE PERFECT COAT. now i am content. finding a marni coat is like finding yourself again. it is the only thing for when you find yourself living in a nightmare dystopian world. i think im going to include a chapter in my memoir on marni coats because they are SO much a part of me. it is like consuelo castiglione has seen into my soul and given me back a visual representation using bits of tailored cloth.Wow. Overpriced mail AND phones. The powers that be in Canada really don't want people to communicate, do they? Is there also a tax on ink and pigeons?
I'm embarrassed to be posting on the same site as you.This is an adult forum. You embarrass all its members and bring the quality of the forum down when you post stuff like this. Cringe is not a strong enough word to describe what I'm guessing is the majority of our reactions. Urbanus is only encouraging you because he likes watching train wrecks and other things of highly questionable content.
something about this bear physically reminds me of robert smith