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[unknownfate]

Ok. Why do people only be nice to me when I'm too insanely annoyed to appreciate it? Or do they somehow sense the insanely annoyed part and respond with niceness to keep me from prying their skulls out with my teeth?

If I was feeling blah or lonely, no one would even make eye contact with me. If I was happy and wired, I'd still be invisible. On any day when I NEEDED someone to be kind to me or spare me a happy word, I would be completely shunned. My reflection wouldn't even show up in the mirror.

BUT, on a day when I REALLY just need some isolation? Pshh. Even the guy at the gas station is a jester. He cracks his goofy jokes and lays on the charm, while I'm standing there imagining the sounds of his bones breaking. Siggggggggggghhhh.

Comments

[slayersyrena.livejournal.com]

I do know what you're talking about...

[bane-6.livejournal.com]

I need to work on my telepathy or something. To somehow broadcast my moods a little better. Either that or I need a bunch of plain tshirts and sharpie markers so I can just write either "Hi! Talk-a ME!" on them, or possibly. "I will bite you if you make eye contact."