I don't know why I am writing this here, I am just sad at the moment, no one will care, and few schmucks will take thumbs from their arrrses and wipped them off on the screen, but I am writing it anyway... to myself so to speak.

Well, there is a saying that Happiness (in disguise, as an old beggar grandmother or similar) knock to everyone's door at least once in their lives, but they are usually out or do not want to open.

I lost the rhythm several years ago, and without the rhythm, one is always either late or to early...

I had possibilities to receive the helpful hand from few friends, but I didn't. Lady Happiness knocked at the door but I had door bell muted. Now it seems my engine is idling, or that I just cannot jump into the running train.

I was coming home two days ago, and saw young father with idiotic, irritant offspring, a toddler who was screaming to get his ice cream. I changed my plan to get into the bakery just to run away from debilitating couple. Their noise could heard in vacuum around Moon. I almost get flatenned by a car on the street.

I didn't answer the bell because I had it silenced, and now I am pariah and am doomed to narrow marginned survival.

And this means - silence, insomnia, listening to the sounds in corridors, and distant syrenes of the ships and trucks.

Everyone passed over me, suddenly I have no relatives and it's easier for me to get appointment with Queen Elizabeth than to reach a human soul by mobile phone.

Never again will Happiness knock again to my door.

Get a new phone.

Originally posted by vandervelde
Everyone passed over me, suddenly I have no relatives and it's easier for me to get appointment with Queen Elizabeth than to reach a human soul by mobile phone.

Never again will Happiness knock again to my door.

Originally posted by vandervelde
I don't know why I am writing this here, I am just sad at the moment, no one will care, and few schmucks will take thumbs from their arrrses and wipped them off on the screen, but I am writing it anyway... to myself so to speak.

Well, there is a saying that Happiness (in disguise, as an old beggar grandmother or similar) knock to everyone's door at ...[text shortened]... han to reach a human soul by mobile phone.

Never again will Happiness knock again to my door.

Originally posted by Ladynight
You need a lover in your life Vandervelde. We all need someone.
Why not arrange to meet one on a dating site?

Hey - vandervelde - maybe a few of us on this site can cheer you up!