Esoteric waste of your time vol. 1
So instead of sending more erotic facebook messages to the ex (who still hasn't contacted me in over a month... so much for making me promise to be her friend) i decided i would post my lame obscure journal entries here as some sort of bitter catharsis. well enjoy and any feedback is appreciated as an interruption of my boring, lonely life. here goes:
Oct. 1
What could there possibly be left to say about this? Nothing? Everything? It's like being on a water slide that is so familiar it's boring and way, way too long. Yet every curve hits me just the same, even if they were planned.
-Planned?
-Well they're sure as hell not so unexpected.
"Come darling, up the stairs. I know what I'm doing. Shhh, it won't be long now. You'll see, you trust me, kid."
"But-"
"Shh yes yes no no we're just here now friends friends come on just a little higher now"
"I-"
"Okay okay here have some water sit down take your pretty shoes off is that a ribbon? Oh alright here, here's a poem, okay? Just come on we're getting close it won't be long now. There, see? We've made it ah the view from up here so nice I remember good stuff huh?"
"But... do you love me?"
"Look everyone looks like ants! Haha everything is meaningless! We made it!"
"Do you love me, Nick?"
"I can see the past! The future! - Wait, what?"
"The future?"
"Er, no... just kidding, only the present, I swear, I can't even see the past anymore, this is awesome!"
"But where do we go from here?"
"... Wh- Um, why would we want to go anywhere from here?"
"..."
"I mean... I love you."
"..."
"Hello? I love you I love you I love you"
"I... love you."
"I?"
"I"
"You."
"I"
"You?"
"I"
"Oh."
(beneath the iconoclastic exterior i'm actually a pretty nice guy.) : \
