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lake allison
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Monday, June 27, 2005

Sorry for all the bitch-rants.
But here's another.

I've come to realize that though I have a lot of friends when things are going well for me, most will turn and point their Finger of Divine Judgement at me the second things go bad. Like it's my fault stuff sucks. Which it partially is. I've fucked up a few times, but so have they. Only, I don't have the love and cash of my family to fall back on when I fail.

But I shouldn't blame them. They don't get it. And maybe somewhere in their stuck-up, coddled minds they think bad luck is contageous and that if they hang out with me, they won't have the constant steam of support from their families to carry them to safe ground whenever they fail.

I stand as a reminder that sometimes, life will trap you. Sometimes there is no exit light beaconing you out of the tunnel of destitution. Bad shit happens to "good people" (it might be a stretch to call myself that) so it could happen to them, too. That's what they're scared of.

I am the black cat walking under the ladder, knocking over the salt on Friday the 13th. Don't cross my fucking path.

posted at 8:59 PM |

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