No Feedback

Melanie asked me if I was okay, at least. I just read over that letter I wrote to Jason, though. God, I was depressed. Why didn’t any of you leave me notes of encouragment? Notes of hope? Notes of . . . something? Hell, just a note saying “Pineapple” or some such.

Is it that you didn’t know what to say to me? That the four hundred spaces left for leaving a note wasn’t enough? I mean, that’s one thing. That’s reasonable, anyway.

I’m asking all of you who read this. Read this and know me personally, anyway. If you have the courage, then tell me. Write your honest opinion of me in your diary. Don’t hold anything back. Because I’m asking. I want to know. I want to know what you see me as. How you view me, how you think I’ve changed, or your views of me have changed, if they have.

I ask this, because . . .

Because I want to know.

I want to know what was lost.

–Notes–

I haven’t been on my fod in quite a while so I can’t remember who you are but…yeah. Pineapple xx [Polysemy]
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So, I guess you’ve heard of that indie/punk/rap band called the Beatles. Yeah, they’re awesome. To answer your question, my title come from the song “Rain”, the b-side to Paperback Writer. The lyric goes, “Can you hear me? that when it rains and shines, it’s just a state of mind.” [Doctor Robert]
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Hey! I left a note! It just took a few days, cuz my pc’s being annoying. (I think Dad managed to infect it w/something. Again.) I don’t know if it’s encouraging, considering what a morose person I’ve turned out to be, but…what the hey. I at least made an effort. [HyacatDuncan]