Upset: Logic vs EmotionWent to my college today and got my things.
Had to say goodbye,
Goodbye to a lot of friends,
I feel sad inside.
Lonely.
My brain hurts.
Logic is in conflict,
Conflict with my Emotions.
I know its not my fault,
And there is nothing I can do,
Health,
Bad health; happens.
But I'll miss my friends,
Miss the adventure we started,
Miss the end; together.
I wish them all well,
They are my friends.
After I left for college,
Old school friends stayed in touch.
You move on with life and drift apart,
But it was okay,
Finishing a stage of our life together,
To start the next adventure.
This hurts more,
Finishing,
But not with the same people,
Those who share first experiences with,
Ones you grew with.
There is no closure,
Or at least it feels that way.
Sure I will feel crummy for a while,
Like fourteen months.
Maybe longer.
I will get through it,
Make the best of it,
I just don't have to like it.
smy
Emotional
Devious Comments
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Live in Hope. Push for Change.
It didn't rhyme to me but that sure as hell was deep, man. I can see you're trying to cope with the situation as rationally as possible, but to me, illness has no rationale as life has taught me.
the the good fight and hope to see you on the other side, bro.
how r ya?
i kno u dont kno me but i saw ur topic on penciljack and i'd like to kno if u could send me the comics script sample that u have
i'd be really thankful!!
thnak u!!
alleckss@hotmail.com
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One Boy's Dream, One Man's Destiny: I want to be the man who can draw so many things, so well and in so many different ways.
[link] <= COMICTALK
I'm a bit confused too right now. A few people who've never spoken to me while I was at college have got in touch today asking what's going on etc. They rarely spoke to me in three years, and the sudden number of them asking makes me wonder if news spread and they're bing a tad nosy, or if they're just being nice... in which case: why didn't they speak to me in the 3 years I was healhty and there? I don't like uncertainty, and I don't wanna mention I'm ill unless they already know. Hate the sympathy.
What I wrote up there was actually what i wrote to Literacy in Comictalk, and it occured to me, i was being so emotionally genuine and honest it'd work as a poem. i just added commas and spaced it out. Deleted a few words to make it work.
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One Boy's Dream, One Man's Destiny: I want to be the man who can draw so many things, so well and in so many different ways.
[link] <= COMICTALK
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One Boy's Dream, One Man's Destiny: I want to be the man who can draw so many things, so well and in so many different ways.
[link] <= COMICTALK
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One Boy's Dream, One Man's Destiny: I want to be the man who can draw so many things, so well and in so many different ways.
[link] <= COMICTALK
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