Outgunned

I am deleting this blog. I am really sad about it. I really liked this blog. I liked the consistency of my life in regards to it. I liked in the beginning that it really was about the ideas of writing that I wanted to work on. It was a place that I put my writing from various notebooks to store it. Sort of a first place to lay the paper down and start typing. But recently the events that have happened in my life, in relation to this blog have over shadowed any sort of interest I have in continuing a blog in this manner.

I know that mine is not one of the widely read blogs. But it is read locally. And it is discussed locally. I fear I am on someones widget on there laptop. But I cannot prove it.

The only opinion other than mine that has mattered in this blog is the southern love, other than that you readers dont matter.

Marcus found it because I asked him to go make it look nice.
It went to Will from there. Commenting from time to time.
Then Eric found it. Or I showed it to Eric.
And that did not help.
No wait, this started with Hanifin. I talked to her about process and how a blog was a good place to do free writing, and still have it be housed somewhere. I mean Hanifin is the direct line to the fucking problem. I forgot all about it. Thats how I got here, and I guess we have been here for a long time. In the lurker discusser world; but now the discussion has gotten louder and into my world a lot more.

Marcus and Emily read the blog. So I suppose I will tell them about the new one, but I will ask them to not share it with anyone. And they wont. I trust them with my kidneys. really.

They are simply the coolest cats I know. I dont understand a lot of the Nelson family, but I understand enough to know that I love them. I think I compare many people in the world to the feelings I feel for the Nelsons.

The Nelsons and there affection is simple. I know they love me. I have FAITH in that.

Anyway, back to the blog. My comment is this...I am deleting this blog because of you. I bet you know who you are. You and your disrespectful discussion of my life. Your invasion of my head, you constant din of noise in the back ground. All the ground beef in the world is not going to make this right. When you have this blog on your list of bookmarks, and you literally get up and talk about my blog to the people that I lost my gf too.

Your a fucking dick. Your incessant discussion of people in the third person, like there objects is insulting to everyone around you. Your choosing to take this place which is mine, and somehow use it to make a talk out of. My life, my words are not for you, assclown.

Literally there for everyone else. But what you do with them has gotten me here. Gotten me to the place where I feel it important enough to spend an evening deleting entries. You cunt.

There are those who asked me not to make this about you, cunt face, but yeah bring it up again, and the shit that everyone thinks I do might just happen. I am fucking livid that you wrecked something like this for me.

But then again, that is what you want...a town of wrecked people.

Asshole.