I think I am just going to stop posting here, altogether. Every time I go to post, the options for literature are deeper and deeper inbedded within the posting options - it is now a tiny sidenote to the submission process, apparently not worthy of the same headlines that "art" is granted - though it is most certainly arguable that literature is itself a type of "art."

I have yet to make a decision, as while the options are terrible and few, as writers don't maintain highlights or DD acclaim (if it were all one category, writing would never appear on the list!), I don't want to leave this place after so many years, nor do I want to abandon the writers that still are here - it's still a goodish place to attain feedback, if you know how to comment on other people's work so that they look at yours.

A few things: taking a break from school, got a new job, living in North Jersey... I think that's it.

You people make me literally mad.

I don't believe most people in this world care consistently about others. It being relatively simple to come and go, I find that most people take that option. It's simple to not listen, it's simple to not really put up with the quite existing situations that others go through, and to concentrate on anything and everything else that revolves around the scope of you. Nothing has changed. The world just continues on its path to what I'm pretty sure is its own brand of damnation.

You're causing me to believe that no one actually listens. And they don't. This is making me not want to listen. What's the point in talking, in communicating, in writing, if no one fucking gives a damn? What's the point if, no matter how valid or concrete or realistic my claims and feelings and thoughts are, if no one takes them into account? I should just as well keep them inside, and let myself benefit from them, as I would either way. What is the point in having other people exist if we perpetuate a singular-based mode of existing in this first place??????????????????

At least, of all the people I can think of, there are four (two most of all) who are consistent, and for that, I thank both of you. Renee and Sean, Ally and Patrick (though you're still away) while not able to remain in CONSTANT contact, are the most consistent out of most likely everyone that I know. Whenever you get a chance, I get a note or a hello, or something. I really sincerely appreciate it. Even though you both have things going on in your own lives (especially you, Sean), you both manage to think of me, and it makes me feel like I actually am a person.

I just don't know if it's enough to make me think that writing, or talking, is a worthy endeavor.

Who cares?

I need something. I don't know what, I don't know how to get it, I don't know who to go to, and I wish I had it.

Right now, I will tell you, I feel empowered.