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:: Slander and devil's speak ::
I'm happy at least to have finally found an answer to the long ends of questions on end. Honestly i just don't know what to say, and i really don't know where to pick up; if there even is a place left at all. I won't play your game, and i won't acknowledge what you've done - simply because i know it deserves no merit whatsoever. So you're the 'in' thing now, with the eyeliner and the spikes and even a quaint red neck tie to go along with the punk-preppy T-shirt and imitation low cut chucks. Your look is properly photographed, too. But i can't say you impress. You don't fool me, and i'm pretty sure you don't fool anyone of us from 5 or even 6 years back. You can go on chasing the fad that we used to embody about a lifetime ago - because where eagles won't soar, grasshoppers stay king. I'm not competing. There isn't anything to compare to begin with, and i honestly don't understand why you'd do what you did. But yup, all of us need your human quality control but judging from the way you look now, i'd say your checks of quality lie far from the likes of humanity. You can fool everyone else - but me. You lived in my shadow all this while. To be sick and afraid of what i'd say or do is understandable - but what you're doing now could've been anything short of fatal. I called you that day actually, because i just posted out, and i thought that if i ended up where you were - that it'd be a great chance for me and you to start out new. A pity you saw that as hostility for some reason. Yes. I have lost my friends, for good even - but look yourself in the eye and ask who the better man is, and will be. I walk away. _ spoken. at 4:51 PM |
"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."
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