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The World according to Sid! Hello friend. Oh God the loneliness of it all, the lonely life I lead. Do you know what its like to be able to to physically talk to anyone? The world so full of people, but I'm an island, bitter and twisted by all I know. Oh for a lady or someone to care about. My soul aches, I become more paranoid with every day. Some would say just pick up the phone, traced and tagged. Sid the guinea pig. I can't lie to you, its such a temptation, to join the lemmings.
I'm very drunk as I write and alone in this cold existence. Whilst out there were two people, one at the side of me the other at another street corner. Were they talking as cyborgs reporting to the skies above, or were they two beautiful innocents revealing their souls and desires to these wretched creatures. One of the girls was beautiful, long blond hair slim, short skirt and long boots, oh the tragedy of it. Not that I could be any use to a woman of such stature, though I'd be the best 10 seconds she ever had. I never had a relationship you know. Always so damn alone and frightened. When the whiskey wears off I'll be in touch. Take Care…………Sid! |
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