Dear Lola,
Nothing seems to be going right for me. What do you do in times like this? I mean how do you go on living with your life after that crushing moment when you realize you are alone? That everything you've done has lost its meaning? That the people you've loved and that you truly believed loved you are just nowhere in sight? I bet you'd feel like this too. All contemplating. Feeling dead inside but somehow still too far logical to be suicidal. Which is why it hurts more because at least when you're delusional people know that you're probably imagining things and feelings and that your mind has gone overdrive. Then you'll get all the understanding you need. But this... when you really know that your brain's functioning normally and you have to deal with that pain... that's different. It's reality hitting you like a ton of bricks and there's not one damn thing you can do about it. Now that's gotta hurt, right Lola?
Well, if you're still with me, allow me to take as few lines as possible to clarify what this fuss is all about. I mean if I had to sit down and write you a letter about this then it only means it's really burdening me, right? So here goes. First, the love of my life has found another. 'Nuff said. Second, the guy I thought I was in love with turned out to be a moron and doesn't deserve whatever I have to offer. Third, one of my bestfriends' boyfriend is hitting on me. He's my friend too and I care for him very much, it's just that I don't feel THAT way towards him. Now I didn't wanna hurt anyone so I kept my mouth shut at first which I now know was the wrong thing to do because it only made him more aggressive and me more frustrated when he didn't bug off. So I've decided to tell her about it if he doesn't behave. I know I must prepare myself not give a fuck if they both decide to bail on me. I mean first, he was stupid to lie to her that he was loyal. And if she thinks that I should be punished for his mistakes then I guess that means she wasn't much of a friend to begin with, right? Then if that happens, I'll end up losing them both without even doing anything wrong. Oh I dunno about this! Help meeeee!!!!!! Okay. I've taken twelve deep breaths. Been trying not to faint here. Anyway, the third problem doesn't really hurt me directly but I tell ya, it's a frickin' pain in the ass! So what the hell do I do now, Lola???? Sincerely, ________________________________ Dear Charo,
Are you on drugs or something?! Maybe your mind must be so muddled with alcohol! The solutions to your problems are easy. When you lose the love of your life you MUST go on. As for the bastard you're in love with, I am not surprised because these things happen to everyone at least once in their lifetime. Learn from your mistakes, hija. For your third problem, I must advise you that if that jerk tries to hit on you again you should cut off his penis! Yes.. you read it right. Cut off that damn monkey's tail! And for God sake's take Prozac! It's no wonder I'm getting old fast with the kind of problems you've been telling me. They're all pathetic. I can't believe you wasted your stamps! They don't challenge me at all! Next time, you better make them harder to figure out or else! Exasperatingly,
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