This blog, will have yet another introduction on myself. It's not the Justin who you all know. If I had it my way, no one would know he exists. It's Demi-Justin. Demi-Justin is inside of me, he is the rage, the depression, the bastard, and the real Justin. Demi-Justin remains hidden from the world, in fear of Justin losing those he loves, but, Demi-Justin isn't going to remain enclosed forever. Demi-Justin rushes through Justin, and controls his meatbag, and all emotion is let loose. Most commonly, this is alone, but recently, has been directed at loved ones.
Who recalls my blogs, "No, I Believe There's Nothing, Part I/II"? Well, if you don't, read up.
Done? Kay.
Today on the bus from town, I was thinking, what if Tegan and I never did resume speaking? Would things be different on this side of the state line? Would things be better or worse? Would Demi-Justin be more vocal, or more recluded?
I'm considering resuming this state of not talking with her, indefinately for her saftey. She says she loves me, but what she loves is the idea of Justin.
Still, I want to know what changed Bethany. Sure, it's been weak of me not to bring this up either of the times I've seen you since, or even with a call, text or on msn. You said you still wanted to be friends, this is the first hurdle.
Fucking hell.
There is no love here anymore.
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