ignored lux i'm in love with a man who doesn't exist. it might sound insane. i assure you, it is not. some who are not versed in my story would say: "well, every woman has her phase... that time we fall in love with men who are characters in books, or television shows, or movies..." and i think, "that's fine, but this man is none of those." and they say, "a rock star then? we've had those crushes!" and i say, "no, no... that is not what i meant, at all." he exists, in flesh and blood. ignoring phone calls, ignoring me. and he has no idea, how much feeling like a convenience, or an inconvenience, can kill the insides of a human being. making me want to pull some dramatic shit, like when i was a teenager: "please let ---- know they are the reason i_did_this." guilt_after_death. which is, of course, ridiculous. ... ... ..... ...................... 120326 what's it to you? who go blather from