Beauregard
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Hello.
Gosh, wow. I really can't think of the right words to say. The right way to put this.
First off, I really do love you guys. Like a family. Honestly. I do. And it's not because of any of you that I choose to do this.
But, you see. None of this is real. It's false, like touching a reflection in a golden pond that ripples.
The Muppets, I believe in. I know they'll go on, and I'll continue to love them.
But, the fact is, I have a life. A real life. And I can feel it slipping away faster and faster each day as I become sucked into this false world.
Every minute, every second, I find myself desperatly checking MC. Is there a new post?
And it went beyond that. I check MSN, and Yahoo. Who's online? I have to speak to someone. Then I spend an hour talking about nothing.
The fact is, I tired before. Taking a week off. A month. It dosn't work. I come right back. I sneak a glance, and get obsorbed into the system like a snake slipping through a trap.
The fact is, I am leaving. For good. Completly. I won't be able to talk to any of you on Chat. Or see you again.
I wish I could. but I can't.
I love you all.
Forever in memory,
Bea{Mwoo. Mwoo. Never forget. The rest are only moos.}regard
Gosh, wow. I really can't think of the right words to say. The right way to put this.
First off, I really do love you guys. Like a family. Honestly. I do. And it's not because of any of you that I choose to do this.
But, you see. None of this is real. It's false, like touching a reflection in a golden pond that ripples.
The Muppets, I believe in. I know they'll go on, and I'll continue to love them.
But, the fact is, I have a life. A real life. And I can feel it slipping away faster and faster each day as I become sucked into this false world.
Every minute, every second, I find myself desperatly checking MC. Is there a new post?
And it went beyond that. I check MSN, and Yahoo. Who's online? I have to speak to someone. Then I spend an hour talking about nothing.
The fact is, I tired before. Taking a week off. A month. It dosn't work. I come right back. I sneak a glance, and get obsorbed into the system like a snake slipping through a trap.
The fact is, I am leaving. For good. Completly. I won't be able to talk to any of you on Chat. Or see you again.
I wish I could. but I can't.
I love you all.
Forever in memory,
Bea{Mwoo. Mwoo. Never forget. The rest are only moos.}regard