I just went and looked at the pages of people whom I haven't seen, spoken to, or seen updates from in a long while. Their poems and rants make me sad.
I do have one question for a person who used to be my friend but now construes me as their enemy, bully, hater, and demon in their mind.
Why haven't you written any rants or crazy poems to vent about me?
Was I really not that important to your life?
I don't know what I'm saying, but it's true. They've written at least 2 poems/rants about someone else and one about one of their other friends, but me? There's nothing about me there.
It makes me worry if I really wasn't a huge impact on this person's life.
Ever.
What feelings am I processing? What am I saying?
Why am I telling this to my meager, 14 followers?
(Not that having 14 followers is bad... I LOVE you guys and that you still put up with me not updating for 3652859 years at a time.)
No matter. Perhaps one of my followers, the one who knows this person, will understand what I'm feeling (the thought of being left out? the feeling of not being enough of an influence to warrant a rage-poem when I cut all ties?) and somehow comfort me or something.
Whatever. This rant thing has made me feel better already.
No wonder people write entire books FULL of rants. It feels freakin' AMAZING.
Anyway, thanks for reading this super-long comment.
