"I'm leaving," the Phobia said dragging his heavy baggage toward my front door.
"Just like that?" I asked. "I'm going to be worry free?"
"Not really, Disgust is going to replace me."
"Disgust?" I answered with a frown, holding open my door with a clean handkerchief.
I wished Phobia well and passed him a bottle of sanitizer for his travels.
"Maybe you will see me again", he said as he nervously scanned the horizon and crossed himself before setting off.
"Maybe you will", I answered not wanting to sound rude.
I closed my door without locking it and leaned against it with sigh and a (disgusted) sneer.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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3 comments:
Wait till self loathing and doubt come to visit, then you can have a great big pity party, but make sure that depression brings extra beer, he drinks alot.
-Candor's Mayhem
Hey now self loathing and doubt both like to hang out here. I generaly try not to keep too much liquore 'round cuse it seams to attract depression, but I will stock up if it brings Candor.
actually humor and honesty usually bring candor, but social lubrication helps too :D
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