In the end it will be okay. If it's not okay it's not the end.

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning.

"Doesn't it hurt?" he asked me.

"Of course it hurts," I said. "Life is pain. Everything hurts. It hurts to feel. It hurts to exist. Yes, this hurts. If it didn't, I'd be dead."

"Well," he said (though really I should point out that he didn't really say any of this, and neither did I -- the pixels on my computer screen did), "I hope we can still be really good friends."

"Of course," I said. "No way do I want to let our friendship go."

"Okay," he said.

"Okay," I said.

I don't really know why I'm telling you. It's just that it happened last night and I haven't really told anyone yet. So I decided to tell you.

But, please, by all means, don't be bothered worrying. It's just me. You know how it goes.

I'm not okay.

But that's okay, because it means I'm not dead yet.

Words by MiVidaDeEpílogos.
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Written on 2006-08-01 at 04:55

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I'm so sorry =/

But at the same time, I almost feel like you knew it would end up like last night. Because you know how we know things.

There are approx. 34333333333333434 fish in the sea, so thet's a hella lotta fish to have yourself some fishsticks.


Kathy Lockhart
another very clever, interesting creation of yours. I am becoming a fan. I love the way you express yourself. :) kathy