It's about that time again. Female blood feast.
Yeah, I am barely writing, though. Feels like, if I look out the window I'll see the rest of the world in some huge street fight. Won't, though. Just seems like a bunch of horrid imagery is going on.. folks outside, ballroom dancing and burning junk.
I don't feel safe, really. It's not one of those cozy kinds of cold weathers.
Feels like everything is in spite of. Like. Well, I'm not saying anything is changed or same-old because those are ridiculous to say about any periods of time. We already know it. I'm not planning on saying anything new, don't worry.
It's just the most recent time it has become October. or Fall. or. Horrid. Can't even tell if I have an opinion on whether or not I like the cold. Too many opinions.
That's exactly the thing.
It's one of those stand-stills where you've heard every opinion about a certain thing, and at the end of all, you just think, "well, damn". Knowing every way to see things [subject to change] just kinda ruins anything else.
I was having fun pretending folks weren't real. Can't I just have fun?
I was having an ok time pretending I was going to make it, in the end.
I was just a kid pretending to be a hero that he saw on tv, or something.
That's just fun as hell.
And if a way to see the world is going to be the thing to stop it, even for a second of time, then.. I'd rather just watch. What?
People are just lookng for reasons to be warm right now. I guess I'm fighting it. I guess I always was. You know, I don't write.
I guess once you play chess, and compare the pieces to your morals and all that crap, you realize what folks were talking about.. I mean, as simple as "references to chess". Game of chess. Gave up all my important pieces, though. Just how I am with games. Hm.
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