Sept. 25, 2003
Funny the things you hear as an outside ear.
When relationships end, two people so united, slowly become drifting memories until each other no longer resides in thought... or so we think...They do reside as a thought, some times good, some times bad.... They reside as a picture, sometimes hidden in a drawer, some time ripped to shreds in the bottom of a black bag... Or just as a name, sometimes just that, or some times "FUCK FACE". Hearing the reference to that, as in "Fuck face e-mailed me yesterday...." I laugh. actually, I laugh hard. I start to think of a conversation in my head like this:
"So you seen fuck face?"
"fuck face?"
"Ya, your fuck face!"
"Oh, I though you were talking about the other fuck face....."
I laugh, I laugh hard....
Then I think..... outside of my oblivious
world... How many people out there refer to me as "Fuck Face"?????