Dear Megan

Dear Megan,

For the sake of communication. It really is hard to admit that you may be the closest person to my sanity. To share an inspirational rock group that you may already know about is: Metric. In some systems and perspectives of others, people connect me and percieve me as you anyway. I claim myself as my snowflake.

Whether you consider me robotic or natural is not something that I have a life's mission to prove my nature to you.
My perspective is moreso directed at a relational perpective of the movie "The Matrix."
Therefore, my enemies description would be along the lines of:
Extremists
Athiests
Politics concerning capitalism, economy, socialism, and communism
Communists
Nazi's

So, it isn't necessarily robots I am up against. There is still some humanity in people who are percieved as robots. People who are either conservative or walled are probably labeled as robots in your world. It really is not fair to them or I to have to suffer from your judgement. This is not Italy or a largely conformed culture of Rome. If I want to have secrets, walls, preservation, or conservation it is my right to have that. It is also my right to have free will whether it is seen as being natural in your eyes or not.

Because of capitalism and communism, my love for numbers of men has been destroyed and ruined time after time because of the ability people have to overpower me. I'm fed up with it. I'm fed up with how it has ruined platonic, associative, friendly nuetral relationships as well. Calling the shots is important to me. You might be aware of that by now and may choose to be a dictating sadist anyway because of the reality of real control you have.
I still deny that I am your slave.
You have no ownership of me whatsoever even if the rest of the world gets away with it.
I do have a love for Dane. In my snowflake world that love is for him. It is not in my control that capitalism or whatever extremism has blenderized the names of you together. I deny any suggestion of orgy. I deny any romantic feelings for you.
I claim I am a snowflake.

From
Sarah

Dear Dane

I hope you're doing all right today. Today is a good day for me to be an emo. Sometimes, I take notes of other people's B.S. routines and rituals. I don't know if you feel victimized or not. I don't know if you like some kinds of sexual victimizations and with other people, I really don't want to know.
Anyway, I'm making efforts in my helplessness. I'm going to take care of some student loan paperwork today to get either forbearances or or fill out an economic hardship form. I'm also filing bankruptcy toward the middle of the month. You really confuse me sometimes, so I don't always know where you stand.
Right now, my opposition feels like people who are both hardcore atheists and hardcore against conservatives. If any shit goes down, these same people are most likely to cry and bitch and point the finger at homicidal behavior. I can't help but be angry at some pigs who fail to see their own severe inhumanity that would do whatever they could to stay in charge.
It's another emo day for me. This emo ness is not really about Mo or sexual harassment towards me with Beatiality. It is about the overall relentlesness of people wanting me to call them God or for me to commit suicide. I think if some people were asked, they'd say, "You know, because I can, I would rape and harass you anytime I want. Yes, I think I deserve to live like a pig because I simply can."
Yes, I'm still the same cheesy musical and maybe even obnoxious guru.

There is a James Blunt song I like but can't find now



Another one I like is actually an optimistic emo song