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People will come into your life and leave

CaptainWacky

CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
You won't always get a warning. Sometimes you won't even realise they're gone fore good until you do. They're travelling through their lives too. You're not the centre of the universe. They probably miss you too. But we're all alone. Enjoy any moment of connection you feel. It will be fleeting. Or maybe it will last a long time. But it will end. Everything's changing even if you stay the same. And everyone turns to memories. You're someone's memory.
 
I remember the first time I discovered that. I thought it was all FOREVER.
 
CaptainWacky said:
You won't always get a warning. Sometimes you won't even realise they're gone fore good until you do. They're travelling through their lives too. You're not the centre of the universe. They probably miss you too. But we're all alone. Enjoy any moment of connection you feel. It will be fleeting. Or maybe it will last a long time. But it will end. Everything's changing even if you stay the same. And everyone turns to memories. You're someone's memory.
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I love you CaptainWacky. Thank you.
 
Remember all those childhood friends you haven't seen in twenty years and will never see again in your life? What was the point of them!
 
Erm, that's why people love Facebook. You get to talk with them again without having to get all tangled up in their lives all over again.
 
There's a clear division between the friends I used to play pirate ships with and the ones who post-dated that. The few who bridge that gap are true friends indeed.
 
One of my best friends from primary school still lives across the road, but we haven't spoken in 15 years maybe. No animosity, we just have our own lives and groups of friends.
 
Sometimes the only thing you have in common with them, is that you went to the same school.
 
What about the shame of not wanting them to know about the monster you've become?

(Also I don't count Facebook as "life" and sometime people die.)
 
They only really find out you're a monster on Twitter. Twitter is where racists tend to crow repeatedly until shamed into silence.

The real monsters maintain a surface of congeniality on Facebook, until one day when they suddenly post that they just killed their wife. Murderers can't be bothered to contain their final message into 140 characters.
 
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