Never give up I now the struggle an wish someone would whisk me away and make me completely there servant while fully feminizing me DIANNA di21@live.ca
I prefer creatively wonderful to wonderfully creative, but if it's a compliment... what the heck, I'll take it!
For those of you who are missing the story, I went on something of a rant against Facebook, which is about as productive as bemoaning the lack of meaning in a Pauly Shore movie (with apologies to Amy Heckerling).
At the end of the day, I find, it is silly to hold grudges. People only hurt you with the hammers that you give them. We are all deceivers, and all of us fools. Omnia vincit amor.
Yes, I can certainly amend that to creatively wonderful should it more properly soothe the ego and spark the creativity, Brenda. Dhá aigne , anam amháin
All this chat is fine, and it is certainly better than nothing, but the truth is... I have never felt less inspired. I sometimes wonder if I will ever write again.
My ego will survive, even thrive, as it always seems to do. I fear that something has penetrated me far deeper than that. I used to trust everyone, and offer my love freely, but now I am distrustful and suspicious of nearly all I encounter. It is hard to imagine how I will ever recover.
I want my companion back, to talk, openly and honestly, to share. The most awful gate came crashing down, separating me from a world that I had only started to explore. I can almost touch her, when I reach through the bars... but not quite.
It's getting so I don't see the point anymore. Maybe I'll just take up some new hobbies, and leave this plane for good.
Never give up I now the struggle an wish someone would whisk me away and make me completely there servant while fully feminizing me DIANNA di21@live.ca
ReplyDeleteThe original text did suck, but the caption remains a wonderfully creative attempt into a new direction.
ReplyDeleteI prefer creatively wonderful to wonderfully creative, but if it's a compliment... what the heck, I'll take it!
ReplyDeleteFor those of you who are missing the story, I went on something of a rant against Facebook, which is about as productive as bemoaning the lack of meaning in a Pauly Shore movie (with apologies to Amy Heckerling).
At the end of the day, I find, it is silly to hold grudges. People only hurt you with the hammers that you give them. We are all deceivers, and all of us fools. Omnia vincit amor.
hmmm...
ReplyDeleteYes, I can certainly amend that to creatively wonderful should it more properly soothe the ego and spark the creativity, Brenda. Dhá aigne , anam amháin
All this chat is fine, and it is certainly better than nothing, but the truth is... I have never felt less inspired. I sometimes wonder if I will ever write again.
ReplyDeleteMy ego will survive, even thrive, as it always seems to do. I fear that something has penetrated me far deeper than that. I used to trust everyone, and offer my love freely, but now I am distrustful and suspicious of nearly all I encounter. It is hard to imagine how I will ever recover.
I want my companion back, to talk, openly and honestly, to share. The most awful gate came crashing down, separating me from a world that I had only started to explore. I can almost touch her, when I reach through the bars... but not quite.
It's getting so I don't see the point anymore. Maybe I'll just take up some new hobbies, and leave this plane for good.