people please...
people please...
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I feel I need to do something to re-establish my existence in the minds of people. I am increasingly feeling the need to shout, to forestall the rapid onset on anonymity. I just don't fucking count for anything. My bulb has gone, I am in darkness, the sound of feedback rolls around the inside of my skull like a stunt motorcyclist in a cage of death.
Ad break. Twice as loud as everything else.
And we're back. Battery acid for sweat, empty head, feeling dead, this is not good. Despair. Despair and weakness. In a forest, killing time. Tossing coins to decide my fate and all I get is a black eye.
Must try harder.