fatality.

i've just accepted the fact that these next few days will be hell. not because you've made points that are unfair. not because you said words that were flat and harsh. only because the person i thought you were, has been nothing more than a wishful hallucination.
you're dead. we're dead. but me? i am SO alive.


this has given me a second wind. although i can't say i am happy, i am truly blessed to have fallen into a pit of open arms. yours aren't here, which is quite obvious. in reality, they have been absent for awhile...but i have chosen to play naive.
silly me...i've morphed the bad guy into some kind of "good".

i've got kiri. and paul and teague. kasey and eddie too. i wouldn't forget the fillo's. or dad and beau. your band of followers are nearly as shitty as you, but not quite. i wouldn't place such a label on them.
the humiliating thing i have to face now, is the fact that every single one of the people who love me, have warned me from the start. it's sad that my widowed grandma could tell you were a fuck up, she advised me to stay away from your sorry ass.
guess i should have used those words to find a way out.



you know what's really hott? when a guy is decent and has a head that holds some percentage of a brain.
have a mentioned you are beyond unattractive?