Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Well, ******** you too Gaia.

Jill's not coming.
Britt's not coming.
Will's not coming.
Sarah's close to not coming.

I'm so close to not coming...

I just want people to come if they say they'll come. I just want to see people one last time before all of life consumes us all and we never find each other again in the blur. People are fading off of Gaia. I'm pretty sure if things keep up, I'm not going to see Jill or Sarah ever, and I'm not going to see Will again.

Yeah, people have lives and problems, but I selfishly and blantantly want people to come see me. I've gone, in the last year, over 3000 miles to see other people. Spending money, flying planes, driving hour upon hour for a weekend of fun. And no one, other than Skippy, has come and done the same for me.
I just wanted people to come to Atlanta, to hang out with me, for me not have to drive all over god's green earth for a meet up. To have fun in my proverbial backyard.
And not have people bail on me, just like last year, and the year before that, and the year before that...

******** it, what do I need a car for? And ******** it, what do I need otoplasy and college for? To make my life easier and possibly better? What for? What great thing are these things going to facilitate?

Nothing.

Just work and vanity.

Don't call me tonite.
Just don't ******** call me tonite.

Das Ende.