Those left standing..
I just checked on a journal that hadn't been updated in weeks though the owner was pretty good with three or so a day.
I suppose if you actually follow that link you'll see why it's been quiet.
The internet is a weird thing when you can follow someone's live fucking journal and get attached to them. The world's a pretty weird place when murderers walk around and unassuming and truly happy people get turned into street stains. I didn't know the guy personally, but I liked him alot because he was a good writer and he had something I'll never get to experience - a simple life free from endless deception and confrontation. Funny that someone who's gay can learn not to let shit bother him while I'm stuck here getting all pissy about morons flaming on an internet mailing list.
Spose I'm just venting, here. I guess the only sort of negative reaction I can ever muster is anger, not sorrow or guilt. Just the urge to find someone with their blood/alcohol level about "twice the legal limit" and pound him into salsa for taking away two people that alot of others seemed to have truly loved. Or maybe they didn't exist at all. Someone responded with a somewhat cynical notion that they were upset the "story was over" and they wanted to "thank the author". Was the boy made up? It's possible, but not fucking likely. Just pretty sad that the kneejerk reaction to being exposed to such an apparent wonderful life is denial that it was real.
Anjin-san off.
I suppose if you actually follow that link you'll see why it's been quiet.
The internet is a weird thing when you can follow someone's live fucking journal and get attached to them. The world's a pretty weird place when murderers walk around and unassuming and truly happy people get turned into street stains. I didn't know the guy personally, but I liked him alot because he was a good writer and he had something I'll never get to experience - a simple life free from endless deception and confrontation. Funny that someone who's gay can learn not to let shit bother him while I'm stuck here getting all pissy about morons flaming on an internet mailing list.
Spose I'm just venting, here. I guess the only sort of negative reaction I can ever muster is anger, not sorrow or guilt. Just the urge to find someone with their blood/alcohol level about "twice the legal limit" and pound him into salsa for taking away two people that alot of others seemed to have truly loved. Or maybe they didn't exist at all. Someone responded with a somewhat cynical notion that they were upset the "story was over" and they wanted to "thank the author". Was the boy made up? It's possible, but not fucking likely. Just pretty sad that the kneejerk reaction to being exposed to such an apparent wonderful life is denial that it was real.
Anjin-san off.