I think we need to talk a little bit about appleism. Its rather depressing how little we've been talking about it, but we have to keep Billy Bob with us all as we head into Winter. I know it will be hard, but if we just hang on, life will come out okay.
May Billy Bob Be With You
On November 3rd, 2005 02:15 am (UTC), (Anonymous) replied:
Is BillyBob dead? Or just in a comma? Who here has NOT felt at least a little shitty at any time in the last month, regardless of if there was or was not a "reason" ? *silence* That's what I thought. Damn.
Setting good ol' BB aside for a minute tho, I just am wondering, what the fuck is the point of this? You get up each fricking day, and for what? To go to school and be bored out of your mind. To go to a rehearsal that lasts three hours too long. To go to work and get paid minimal amounts for bleaching throw-up off the seats at the movie theatre. To trip, to cut, to cry, to scream, to not-eat, to please every fucking person BUT YOURSELF. Why? Why is this?
I just want to know why.
Someone, PLEASE tell me why. Pretty please? I'll check up on BillyBob through a contact at WYSO, if I can. Cross your fingers; if he's dead, all hope is lost.