You. Never. Blog.

So I guess this isn't a blogging community. It's just me checking the blog site from time to time (yes, I know, more like everyday) to see that no one updates their blogs. That's fine with me.

Fine with me.

I guess I do this for myself anyway.

You do Will Kid...you really do!

Wait a second...aren't you the voice of the typical reader?!

Why...yes, I am!

Well...how can you voice out your thoughts--if the typical reader is never even here?!

You See Kid Will, it doesn't matter whether a single soul other than yours even encounters these encoded words. This is hypothetical. Completely. In fact--all I am is a hypothetical synthesis of formulated pre-assumed opinions that are drawn from your experiences. Essentially--I am no one; yes, I am what you make of that "no one."

So Basically, if you're my assumed no-one. ..and my experiences and memories come from myself. ...YOU'RE JUST ME?!

That's right.

Then that means....I'M TALKING TO MYSELF?!?!?

...Well...yes.

Oh my God; IS THERE NO LIMIT TO MY PATHETIC EXISTENCE?!

Well---

Don't answer that. Don't FUCKING ANSWER THAT.

Please, you're embarrassing yourself---

TO FUCKING WHOM? My readers? My fellow blogmates? THEY DON'T EXIST REMEMBER??--

Now calm down! I exist. I'm with you. Don't I matter? Don't these italicized words of voice matter? Don't you love the sound of your own voice being echoed and characterized in your own head?

That's scary.. To think that I could live life... An entire existence by the voice of my own, predictable, repetitive....unoriginal gloom. How could anyone live alone? How Truly Amazing it is to have another person. Another being. Another voice. Another thinking mind--so radically different from your own, yet So Connected. so...right.

I guess I really am just typing all alone.







HEY WHAT ABOUT THE BOLDED ME?