Missing people you've met on the internet
Have you ever done it?
I remember a long time ago a person with the same posting habits as mine used to frequent a forum I occasionally dropped in. When they talked about leaving because nobody wanted to help them, I HAW HAWed and assumed they were just going to lurk until somebody missed them. They never came back.
While it's not the same as missing a loved one who died in 9/11, or a family member who was killed by white supremacists, or a friend who was killed during the holocaust....etc....
Still feels a bit lonely without them, sometimes.
A long time ago there was this girl named XxevanescencefreakxX I used to talk to all the time about penises and inuyasha, and she's went on and vanished forever. I wanna know how she's doing. ._.
I remember a long time ago a person with the same posting habits as mine used to frequent a forum I occasionally dropped in. When they talked about leaving because nobody wanted to help them, I HAW HAWed and assumed they were just going to lurk until somebody missed them. They never came back.
While it's not the same as missing a loved one who died in 9/11, or a family member who was killed by white supremacists, or a friend who was killed during the holocaust....etc....
Still feels a bit lonely without them, sometimes.
A long time ago there was this girl named XxevanescencefreakxX I used to talk to all the time about penises and inuyasha, and she's went on and vanished forever. I wanna know how she's doing. ._.
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I remember that Idler took Robin's disappearance poorly.
I still talk with MetaFour from time to time, however; as long as we're discussing old TVT Music/Mumu regulars. I'm glad I haven't lost touch with him, at least.
MetaFour was cool, I never interacted with him much, though.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
No, wait, you meant Meta Four and/or Blackmoon.
Well, tell them that this guy thinks they're pretty cool.
It seems to be the only way to meet people I get along with
Don't have much in common with most of the people I meet in real life. Sometimes I feel like an alien where I am. No sense of belonging
Then there's a bunch of people whom I talked to waaaaay back and I can't stand to see anymore.
Holy smokes Beholderess, long time no see. The fact that heapers' is still populated by familiar faces gives me some strange sense of security, even though I don't do anything or post. I have since migrated to a closed circle of like-minded loons on skype and steam.
I often regret a lot of the things I've said and done in forums, but am glad I was able to be hammered down a bit by people with drastically different views, as well as debate philosophy.
Also, I'm not dead, and I still spam the word "also".
Also also, I'm tempted to not use purplish text. But. Purple.
*/random TMA appearance*
Long time indeed
Is Rotty still around? He always made me feel so scholarly.