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My friend Frank

Smakyabich: holly?
ZeeVert: hey
ZeeVert: how the hell are you?
Smakyabich: you dont like me no more?
ZeeVert: WHERE the hell are you?
ZeeVert: what makes you say that?
ZeeVert: I tried sending you mail a couple times.
Smakyabich: no email,no phone calls
Smakyabich: no post cards
ZeeVert: heh.. I mailed you because I couldn't find your damn number.
ZeeVert: so I couldn't call
ZeeVert: I've TRIED, ya know
Smakyabich: 420-5555
Smakyabich: tattoo it on ya butt
Smakyabich: they will have this number forever
ZeeVert: hah. alright. how are you?
ZeeVert: been in jail lately?
Smakyabich: i cant get my shit together
Smakyabich: i'm in deep
ZeeVert: how deep?
Smakyabich: 6 feet would be nice
ZeeVert: so you're suicidal too, hmm?
Smakyabich: na
Smakyabich: never do that
Smakyabich: i'll jus suffer
ZeeVert: so why haven't you gotten ahold of *me*? hmm?
Smakyabich: trust me i been wantin to
ZeeVert: so why haven't you?
Smakyabich: i also got a problem with staying close to people
Smakyabich: kind of a serious problem
ZeeVert: I've noticed
ZeeVert: It was sort of made clear when you disappeared for two years.
Smakyabich: i'm sad about my problem
ZeeVert: the staying close problem or some other problem?
Smakyabich: that one
Smakyabich: alot of people are mad at me cause they dont hear from me
ZeeVert: well... I can understand that
Smakyabich: i wanna be different
Smakyabich: but.............
ZeeVert: I know
Smakyabich: i need counselin
Smakyabich: but i prolly wouldnt show up


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 16th, 2001 07:50 pm (UTC)
You could always try "screwing" each other again. Completely obvious now why any talk of God isn't wanted here. Not to worry, I shall pray for your soul from afar.

"I really did think about callin up frank and using up some cash on at least a dime. But I have no papers, I have no bowl, and I'd have to actually see Frank. He's pissed me off a lot since the last time we ended up screwing each other. And that experience right there was less than wonderful because, well, hehe.. there wasn't much screwing going on."
Sep. 16th, 2001 08:07 pm (UTC)
No talk of god is wanted here because I don't believe in your obviously christian god.
I don't appreciate you spewing religious rhetoric (of any stripe, by the way) on my journal.
This is MY little corner of the world, so I'll ask you to carry yourself if you insist on talking about things that I don't care to hear.

You can feel free to pray for my soul.
Chances are, if your god is what everyone says it is, that I'm going to hell anyway for not following the rule book.

And yes, I smoke weed, have sex out of wedlock, and am horribly unrepentent about it. And yes, I am well aware that I will burn.

Sep. 17th, 2001 12:06 am (UTC)
You WHAT?!?
Oh my goodness. You're one of those, one of those, one of those SINNERS!!! And to think I've been associating with you...

...all foolishness aside, do you have any fucking clue who Mr. anonymous idiot there is? 'Cos, I don't really care enough to DO any finding out, but if you've already, you could tell me and I'd be like, "Oh. Okay. Well, that's good to know."
Sep. 17th, 2001 05:24 am (UTC)
Re: You WHAT?!?
Nope. No idea.

Thanks for caring enough to idly wonder.

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