mimetic: anonymous comments meme

[prosicated]

I'm sorry, my brain is fried and I'm getting such a kick out of reading other people's anonymous post memes that I need to do it too.

Please respond to this entry anonymously. There is no theme or reason, I am just curious to hear from any and all of you who read this. I would love it if all of you would respond.
Post anything. Post a story, a secret, a confession, a question. Post your fears, loves, lusts or hates. Post the lyrics to a song or the words to a poem. Post whatever you like.
Whatever you reply with, be sure to do so anonymously and honestly. Post as often as you like and check back to see any responses.

I have turned off IP logging. When (and if) I turn it back on, I will update this post to protect anyone who comes to the game late. All comments should be anonymous, I will screen all posts with user names as soon as I see them (and possible repost them as anonymous).

Thanks for playing,kids!

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Sometimes I feel like I'm not really living, I'm just immitating everyone else; I'm just going through the motions so that I can get by.

I also sometimes feel guilty because my life really isn't that bad. My basic needs are taken care of, there are people out there who love me, I have a place to live; everything one needs to survive. It's almost like I'm waiting for something hugely tragic to happen to me, an impending raincloud of doom that's always hanging over my head.

I don't know what else to say.

[(Anonymous)]

I weigh 208.5 pounds. That number terrifies me because it's so unhealthy. As much as I want to lose weight, I always sabotage my effotrs. It is like my subconscious wants me to fail.

[(Anonymous)]

The air is full of swirling autumn leaves.

John Muir walked away into the mountains
in his old overcoat a crust of bread in his pocket
we have no knowledge and so we have stuff and
stuff with no knowledge is never enough to get you there

[(Anonymous)]

Some days I just want to open up with a machine gun in a very crowded
place, then spend the rest of my days in a nice little padded room,
conversing with my own private voices. People are so fucking stupid.

[(Anonymous)]

i hate my job

[(Anonymous)]

I'm getting fairly sick of the pseudoword "meme". Jon Katz is not as cool as he thinks he is.

There, does that count?

[(Anonymous)]

I want to ravage you 'till dawn.

[(Anonymous)]

sometimes my boyfriend likes to whap me playfully with his penis when we're just sitting around at home. he thinks this is immensely funny.

why, god, why?!

[(Anonymous)]

my life is currently in shambles

i have an equal amount of extreme love (one relationship in the process of starting up) and extreme self-hate/anger (the other one, on its way to being over) going on

i don't know how to deal with any of this

[(Anonymous)]

the seams along the toes of my knee-highs keep sliding under my toes and it's really really annoying me.

[(Anonymous)]

Confession: I played the puzzle pirates game last night. I said I never would, because I'm a serious person, and MMOPPGs are inappropriate for people who are strongly motivated to achieve in the real world, also, inappropriate for people who are out of work and want to maintain their last shred of dignity. But all my friends were doing it and they kept inviting me, I tried to just keep writing code, but these were friends I trusted...

[(Anonymous)]

I don't know about ravaging you till dawn (I don't think i have that kind of energy anymore, and besides, it sounds so one-sided), but I'd definitely go for some rough-and-tumble sex.

[(Anonymous)]

Shall I have quit my job in order to write a novel that I never finish? And what will people think of me then? I think I already notice a diminishing of respect. Is there a difference between never finishing and finishing 22 years later? Am I self-indulgent? Which is worse, seeing those who have given up believing in me or seeing those who haven't?

[(Anonymous)]

I wish my boyfriend would romanceme. I want flowers, chocolates, compliments and attention.

[(Anonymous)]

It's snowing today, and it's cold, but we sang Advent music at Choir practice and I'm excited for Christmas.

[(Anonymous)]

so many despairing voices! i will try to find a positive one.

i am horribly stressed due to end-of-the-semester madness, but i refuse to drop off the brink. i will remain firmly planted here, just at the edge, but not in danger. confident in the fact that everything is secretly ok and that in a few days time life will be blissfully happy once again, despite the snowdrifts piling up on my front porch and the icy wind blowing up my pant legs.

sitting all day like his makes me fidgety and earlier this evening i hopped madly around the living room and kitchen, then picked up the cat and spun around in circles.

[(Anonymous)]

i worry that i used up my completely happy allotment at a poor time. it's not that i'm not prepared to be very happy doing other things with my life. it's just that i don't know how to recapture the sense of magic from another time. some of it was college...being able to have all that freedom and things feeling so possible...most of it was this person whose life kept getting tied up with mine in a way that made me feel wide awake & thrilled all the time. after i moved & started working, and that person & i didn't get along anymore, i still felt the magic..it was more diffuse, but it was there. things still happened in my life that thrilled me...those unbelievable things that would make most people go 'huh' or 'so what' that made me feel like i had gotten very lucky in being assigned a creative life script writer who liked me lots.
things don't feel like that & haven't in a while. and i miss it. there are so many things that i need to do and work on and plan to have the kind of life i want, & i'm working hard on them. i want that feeling back to though. i don't think it was all circumstantial. it felt like i wasn't on my right path & that that's when i got seperated from that feeling. i hope it comes back now.

[(Anonymous)]

I am very lonely.
But I am getting used to it.

[(Anonymous)]

[(Anonymous)]

i hope that no one's looking anymore. you're beautiful inside and out, meg. sometimes i think i love you.