"maybe i live in my own little world because it's more intelligent." -laura mallet. (best writer ever.)
it has been over a month since i have even been on the internet.
no e-mails. no blogs. no myspace annoyances.
my phone only works half the time.
i scream into the reciever and hear only "hello? hello?"
my friends here in town most assuredly think i hate them.
"we have to beg you to hang out with us, and when you do you just sit in the corner and write in your little book."
my friends elsewhere...are ghosts, are memories, are unfortunately no more than wonderful ideas.
sorry, fellows. i will call someday. God forbid our phones be used in reverse.
i know that i am a hermit.
i know that i have problems with people.
not that i dont like them.
not that i dont like you.
its just that its a populace infused with kryptonite.
i feel my super powers draining with every word they say.
i will return again someday
just in time to save the world.
10:53 a.m. - 2006-08-18
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