. . . Must Come To An End.

Jul 24, 2008 00:18

This is to be my FINAL post for the foreseeable future.

Tomorrow my brother arrives to help load my belongings, and this town will begin the slow process of fading into memory. For all those who’ve kept with me until now, you’ve deserved to more about me than I’ve told you. In the spirit of moving on, I want to leave my baggage behind me. Be warned: it isn’t my nature to shed my cloak of ambiguities so freely -- so exactly half of the following are false. You can feel free to guess, but I won’t tell you which.

- I have slept with exactly six people, and loved none of them.

- “Star Eyes Down” played its final show on the eve of my college graduation. That night, I wept.

- I have lied in ways that could result in disbarment. I’ve also become addicted to stimulants (diet pills).

- I have never dated anyone who didn’t cheat on me. Consequently, I’ve been too scared to date anyone for over 18 months.

- I suffer from dysthymia.

- I still believe in soulmates, and I think love can change the nature of a man. It has changed mine.

- As much as I’ve said I hated this place, it hurts me to leave.

- I have been diagnosed with cancer.

- I may be going away from you all soon (at least for a time). The past is precious to me, but I fear it holds me back.

- In the depths of my heart, even to this very day, I’m afraid I still love Laura.

Farewell for now, friends -- I’ll see you somewhere in the next chapter of my life.
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