July 30, 2013

• Pretend

  Pretend you don’t read this as it revolves around the world.  I was here i farted to trumpet my presence.  I loved with all my broken and reformed.  I lost the best parts of me here…to some of your that doesn’t me articles of clothing however naked my workds were.  I shared what I oped mattered.  yes that means I may have misguesseed within my occasional panderings for attentions …. or maybe not.  Ilived here in that some days i spent more time here awake than I did anywhere else.  I learned my vision that it isn’t but what I offered and also what whas selections taken.  sometime I was the best you ever read…well at least once.  most of the time I was wasting tthe efforts if fame is all our words are worth.  One thing if for sure, I liked being here by choice….for it was an effort.

   

  tomorrow comes as i admit I’ve little faith in the end game salvation thanks to what I’ve learned here.  faith that somehow my words stirred you to en mass act.  I am pleased nearly seven hundred stepped to the plate which to me meanfifteen hundred were active here and we launched one helll of a save xanga campaingn.  maybe there is 3000  who knows but we sure put up some numbers just sadly it seems now not the one’s that people wanted to see..  so tomorrow my love affairs for nearly a decade of my life are consigned to history. so am i.  so is every ho0pe list here in these hall.  I am glad to have graffitied them.  and thus to have lived.  

   

  tomorrow ends forever what was.  but just as every ending begs a new beginning I hope you wish with me in your clicks to find your friends alive and still well elsewhere..   the story us.  it is not over but down different roads.  will josh reconcile his love for woman of a certain state.  she still touches my heart.  will josh go international ?we’ll see butthats currently more than i’ve got in whole not just some little part.  will josh remain employed.  I have to fight for respect and i can not conciweve of any way I’ve merit for.  

   

  one thing for sure my fancy tv is ready for pick up to moorrow at the nearest to me mal.  my sister is moving forward in her life to a mountain town leaving me a room of my very own.  Ican not easily out do our resident chef so haha I got mine and it’s someone elses cooking bahahahahaha the only one losing in a war of cooks is the fool who worries about their figure.  I have little current hope of getting in sideways to cook at my current home of employment but I’ve still 3 to cook for and then a room to clean.

   

  I may not survive 30 or more years but i’ve finally bgun to take my medication as i’m employed I have a shot I have the means to get heart broken again.  I wont joke with your but i find it odd two years ago she left to the day continueing which was a surprise to chase her aims and it seems appropo that xanga dies upon that day i was charmed here by a girl and leave here bereft of the woman I didn’t get.  oh shush of course I still love her her and her her too. but lol it seems it is time to move along.hopefully not to him lol all girls suck but i’m still not guy.  i have wine anyways  may it turn out

   

  even if it doesn’t I will and you should too 

  pretend.

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