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R.A. Barrington's Private Correspondence #12~I Want To Slap Your Bald Head

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Bald? Hardly.

Our last meeting left a distinctly bad taste in my mouth. You said you would always treat me well. I don’t think that is the case. I can’t forfeit my strength to anyone, not even you. It is time for you to

Go AWAY

We will never meet again. I can’t chance it. You see I want to keep my good memories of you. That first autumn you spent with me so I wouldn’t be sad. Up all night during the election. Bringing in the millennium. The whole first year of you and me was amazing, even though you messed up my Valentine’s Day. I don’t want to forget it or taint it with what is between us now, a little over 3 years later.

Frankly I don’t like the new you very much. I’m attracted to curmudgeons because they make the world a better place. They aren’t willing to settle for slop. And maybe overweight guys try harder. You were so open to me in the beginning. I really believed in you. I believed in us, even though the “us” part came months later, at least for me.

I understand that you couldn’t stay the way you were. It was damaging you. And you know in your heart that it is time for you to leave me. How else can you build the foundation you need to create the life you want? I am not included in that life. I have a full life here.

I will miss you. I will miss your wacko sense of humor. I will miss the way you surprise me, like at our last meeting when you said that you were shy. I never saw you like that…ever. You now avoid most of my questions. I thought our greatest gift was being oracles where we could discuss any thing at all. I was wrong. And I have thought about those words in your last email. They cut me to the bone. You are right. Neither of us needs a brick wall.

And as I see it, you have what you wanted all along. You win. Good for you. Quit feasting on my bones.

So if you visit me here (as you once said you did) then

STOP!

We are done. Get away from me.

Good life to you,

Bec

This is from an email forwarded to me from my friend iamnotsusan

The Graveyard

Warning to all website designers:

You can put countless hours into creating websites at any of the free sites and POOF! They can disappear at any time. The hosts will give you no warning, so you will not be able to rescue any pics or other images. ZAP! GONE!

These are the sites I have lost so far:

Modern Primitives…MSNBC…art site

She Wants To Have A Bambino!…angelfire…they didn’t get the metaphor, thought it was real and demolished it for violation

Girl Raw…angelfire…art site

Raccoon-In-The-Water,ID…angelfire…a piece on my hometown

The Real Scarlett Comix...geocities

WildChild Erotica…angelfire…this was a series of drawings, very mild

Arte Brut Festival…angelfire…they think brut is a weird word…it is a designation of a style of art named by Marcel DuChamp the supreme Dadaist

Outsider ArtChick….angelfire…art site

Art d'fem...MSN... and they were my ISP at the time!

With Sadsickness in My Heart…angelfire...a rant about the value of skin and hair color and how we must preserve ALL types…anti politically correct

The Eccentrical Eye…tripod…art site…zapped!

Lots of flotsam and jetsam is flying around in the Universe with no one able to read it or view it.

iamnotsusan