sycophite.blogspot.com
the silent speaks (or writes.)
http://sycophite.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html
A writer, eh? Not really. but why? Because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am. real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me. Or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? Oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that. Because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care. Did you hear me? Maybe i'm bei...
sycophite.blogspot.com
the silent speaks (or writes.)
http://sycophite.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html
A writer, eh? Not really. but why? Because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am. real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me. Or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? Oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that. Because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care. Did you hear me? Since then i'...
sycophite.blogspot.com
the silent speaks (or writes.)
http://sycophite.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html
A writer, eh? Not really. but why? Because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am. real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me. Or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? Oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that. Because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care. Did you hear me? Asked my fath...
sycophite.blogspot.com
the silent speaks (or writes.)
http://sycophite.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html
A writer, eh? Not really. but why? Because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am. real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me. Or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? Oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that. Because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care. Did you hear me? Me: uh. y...
sycophite.blogspot.com
the silent speaks (or writes.)
http://sycophite.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html
A writer, eh? Not really. but why? Because i'm a hopeless romantic. taunt me. laugh like the hyena. do the hokey-pokey. pounce on me. tell me how hopeless i am. real hopeless. go ahead. that's fine with me. Or share some pity and feel my pain. isn't that him, the dying martyr? Oh, the poor chap. look at his frail limbs and fragile soul. but no, no. you'd never say that. Because i'm just a freakin' writer who no one cares about. do tell me if i'm wrong, huh. not that i care. Did you hear me? Hindi susubuk...
psychorefined.blogspot.com
guess it never was too late... (",)
http://psychorefined.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html
It's still me, the psychotie. All of you know. I hoped that a change of scenery will help. However, that didn't work too. Don't ask me why. You stopped someone from helping you. what right have you, huh? This is insanity. no, something real worse than insanity. You violently reacted when a dear friend was doing everything in her power to help. Shame on you, o gabriel. That's just plain mean. Didn't you realize until now what that very person had gone through? That was just blatantly cruel. Due to that, e...
