stardustcboy's Diaryland Diary

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412 entries and this is the last. good night.

good-bye 2006...it was really nice knowin' ya...and like a dead friend, i mourn your passing, because i'm pretty sure '007 isn't gonna' be as upbeat.

i'm done with words. done. what the fuck is any of it good for anyway? nothing. if they were so fucking effective then we wouldn't be at war right now. everyone talks, no one listens.

this diary is finished too. thanks for comin'. this year is time to burn away the dead and sick flesh...to strip the fields of the weeds and creepers...to level it back to zero.

gone are the dreams of youth. gone. i'm done with dreaming too. i'm learning to be content to watch others live the life i dream, to get the things i dream, and see their dreams come to fruition on my hard work and effort. it's my lot. it was my parents lot. and their parents before them.

simple people. simple like me. which doesn't work in this world. simple people go unnoticed and unrecognized. you have to be cut-throat and hard, bitter and jaded, vicious and uncaring for anything and anyone but yourself and your needs.

just not me. and i'm tired.

so i'll just sit for a while and think. silent and private. with my own thoughts and my own opinions that henceforth no one will know but me. because no one cares in the end what i think or what i feel. just me. words just cloud it anyway, speaking just drowns out the truth, and truth is lost in words when those words fall on deaf ears or closed minds or empty hearts or selfish desires that turn them the wrong way. then it just begins again...the misunderstanding, the miscommunication...and everything that happens inbetween and afterwards; and i'll be left in the fallout. the post-apocolyptic world of broken friendships, shattered ideals, radioactive regrets, and lost time. lost time. lost time.

with nothing but time and my own thoughts echoing off the walls of my mind.

forecast:

low-lying fog throughout, some rain, mostly cloudy 57 degrees and ending on partly cloudy 62 degrees.

it's time for this cowboy to mosey along...

~B-)

1:12 p.m. - 2007-01-29

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