Dear Reader,
All of you, well almost all of you know me as Esh Dec In (EDI). You, I think, believe that I am in actual the same person. I’m not. In reality I am a 16 year old uncertified ex do-gooder who is now popular for being an uncontrollable dope by his family and friends. EDI had been dead for a while, letting Mr. ‘Oh! I’m so cool!’ take the driving seat. I assure whoever needs assuring that this hasn’t been good for either of us. EDI can’t write the way he did. And the other Mister doesn’t want to be cool or known anymore. BUT, who gives a shit!?
I haven’t been talking to anyone lately. I forgot who Dodger/Tranquil & Beatrice/Trillian were. But, I think that’s alright considering I forgot who I was as well. Violet is gone, yet I keep a little hope on her. Sugar and X have fucked off, and I’m quite happy. I talk to the rest, but the first three names are the only ones that I care enough about to mention. I kind of missed them unknowingly. I’ll try to make things the way they were with the first two and secretly hope for a better relationship with Violet.
For everything else, I’ll make up a plan on the way.
I’m not quite sure as to what I want to write about.
Well, how about this, I say something, like for instance “Religion is Bullshit!” Now whoever agrees or begs to differ shall comment. I shall argue or agree with you there.
For now, what I say is “Religion IS Bullshit!”
With all due respect,
Esh Dec In
P.S. I have a girlfriend now.
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6 comments:
I'm dying to see what the girl's name is going to be.
I think I won't give her a name, Mary Jane took my imagination away. I'll just call her 'Girlfriend' when I need to refer to her.
I'm glad that you're back... you sound hazy though...:p
and...you just can't make a statement that 'religion is bullshit' and start a comment thread...
loved the lycans and novocaine label... absolutely loved it...in some ways..you remind me of me.
PS: even when you're not sure what you want to write about...you end up writing well...
Haha! Hazed. Thank you.
I know, I can't. I'm writing another post right now, it's quite different and I know what I want to write, so this won;t be written well.
Oh, cut the crap! You know and I know that you write well. Very well. :)
You might know, but I don't. And that's the whole point here.
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