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Posted by Susan47 on November 3, 2005, at 19:08:31
Writing has literally become the sound of my heart beating, on this site. It's sick, I know it is, but I can't seem to stop. I'm addicted, but beautifully so, to something as real as breathing.
I will never stop.
Not as long as I live with enthusiasm. When I stop posting, I'll have gone on to something bigger, and better. Only then. Or if this site suddenly should become unavailable, or I should by some unforeseen circumstance, regain my mind,
then yes,
I will stop posting.
Hopefully, sooner rather than later, that would be nice, thank you God.
I forgot.
I don't believe in God.
Do you?
Posted by Susan47 on November 3, 2005, at 20:42:52
In reply to Like Breathing., posted by Susan47 on November 3, 2005, at 19:08:31
Anybody out there, is anybody out there, God, are you listening? Because tonight I'm sitting here my fingers are cold, my body hurts and I should be curling up with a blanket and a heating pad and watching something mindless but I don't have cable just these crazy movies I rented my God I can't even BEGIN to understand them...
Goodbye, because I've lost my mind and can't find it anymore. I depress myself and I must stop. Think good thoughts and feelings and things and stop being oblivious.
Posted by alexandra_k on November 6, 2005, at 5:14:37
In reply to Re: Like Breathing., posted by Susan47 on November 3, 2005, at 20:42:52
i don't believe in god either.
i'm sorry it is cold. i hate cold. i really really hate the cold. too many years spent in damp cold dark houses. going to bed because there was nothing else to be done. nothing else to be done at 4 in the afternoon. hate it. not so bad anymore of course... but winter and cold has those associations for me very depressing indeed.i wish you could come visit susan. its getting warmer. getting warmer. but it doesn't get too hot. i think we might have some fun. i'm a bit nervous sometimes. but i'm sure we would think of something to do. smoke a joint or something... have some fun.
i don't know how i feel
i don't know how i feel
i've gone all numb today'
not just today
the last few
but no i haven't thats not even true
i don't know how i feel
i don't get manic
i don't think...
i do.
but sometimes i do get something
usually it comes on due to sleep deprivation
i have to do an essay or something
and i get really very stressed out about it
procrastinate for ages
do nothing for ages
then the deadline starts to approach...
and that night
i work like a maniac
and yes!
of course!
and it is the most brilliant thing i have ever seen i swear
and i have solved age old problems once and for all
logical proofs even
and in the morning...
in the morning...
it is a crock of sh*t of course.
usually the best that can be said for it is 'needs work'
but i get that feeling sometimes.
maybe its a little tiny bit of a manic
maybe my despair with it in the morning is the depressed state kicking in
i don't know
i really don't know
i have no idea what i'm talking abouti wish you were warm susan
i'm sorry.
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