Look at it this way:
Nov. 12th, 2003 02:01 amRasputina - [Watch T.V.]--- I Have a few Good Friends. Choice circumstance, whatever, don't fucking bitch, just fucking listen. I have many Friends. Many more People I Know. There is a slot that has been filled, in the past, used to be filled by a lot of people, all at the same time... And, now... It's empty. Again, choice, circumstance, whatever... I don't know that i have a "Best Friend," in this state, anymore... I don't have someone with whom i can hang out, at Any time, and simply have everything click into place. As i said, i used to have that with several people, but things happened... The cohesion slipped away.
The Adventures Of Jet - [End Of The Planet]--- The people i know, the Friends, the Good Friends... All of them used to be able to work together, or enjoy each others' company, or find Something they liked... And that's all twistedwrenched and slithered away. There is nothing, anymore, nor the willingness to give a damn. Or so it seems. The catalysation is Off, without certain Key elements. And that was proven, this weekend. There are factors of Placement, and People, and oddly, a Car. There has to be a wheel, and a Wheel[wo/]man, for the other Creatures.
There are two people missing from my perfect equation, at the moment. (Bobgoblin - [Killer]). I say two, because, while there are others i know, with whom it would be Nice to hang, these two are the Keys, as i see it. And neither of them are in the state. That may be changing, soon, and lord help us if and when it does. Heh. *smile*
But that's what's missing... Hell, i've said it before, and meant it: i'd be perfectly happy if all of you were in one place, where i could talk to, read, experience, hear, you, all the time. Happy, that is, until you started hating each other. If that happened... Whatever.
I reached the point where i gave less of a damn about how you would react, so i posted. That's It. That's all you get, tonight.
Dream Well
The Adventures Of Jet - [End Of The Planet]--- The people i know, the Friends, the Good Friends... All of them used to be able to work together, or enjoy each others' company, or find Something they liked... And that's all twistedwrenched and slithered away. There is nothing, anymore, nor the willingness to give a damn. Or so it seems. The catalysation is Off, without certain Key elements. And that was proven, this weekend. There are factors of Placement, and People, and oddly, a Car. There has to be a wheel, and a Wheel[wo/]man, for the other Creatures.
There are two people missing from my perfect equation, at the moment. (Bobgoblin - [Killer]). I say two, because, while there are others i know, with whom it would be Nice to hang, these two are the Keys, as i see it. And neither of them are in the state. That may be changing, soon, and lord help us if and when it does. Heh. *smile*
But that's what's missing... Hell, i've said it before, and meant it: i'd be perfectly happy if all of you were in one place, where i could talk to, read, experience, hear, you, all the time. Happy, that is, until you started hating each other. If that happened... Whatever.
I reached the point where i gave less of a damn about how you would react, so i posted. That's It. That's all you get, tonight.
Dream Well