All good things come to and end and so do disgustingly shitty hedious things as well.
This particular space has served its purpose. I very rarely need to vent about the deep recesses of my brain these days. I find it rather amusing that writing for so long as actually had a positive effect on my communications skills (even if I am still short bus special around pretty girls).
So the original intent of creating and writing has passed and the other outlet I used this place for was to read. Quite frankly there really isn't all that much to read anymore; most of the favorites I held onto have slowly become defunct, cold or simply dead.
Of course the irony that this started out in complete anonymity and I'm now or have been friendly with a number of folks who actually read this kind of kills the entire point of having a secret diary.
Keep in touch if you like. A couple of you don't have a choice, but for the rest of you: [email protected].
For those that want to continue to keep track of my my random writings email me and I'll tell you how you can then find them here: www.myspace.com.
Otherwise; if you live here, look me up and I'll buy you a beer. If you don't live here, come look me up and I'll buy you a beer. And if I come visit your neck of the woods...well you get the idea right?
FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU...YOU'RE COOL "B" AND FUCK YOU. I'm outta here.
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