Warning: include_once(admin/classes/CNews.php) [function.include-once]: failed to open stream: No such file or directory in /home/h3lmet/ballistichelmet.org/rant/bh_body_preamble on line 2

Warning: include_once() [function.include]: Failed opening 'admin/classes/CNews.php' for inclusion (include_path='.:/usr/local/lib/php:/usr/local/php5/lib/pear') in /home/h3lmet/ballistichelmet.org/rant/bh_body_preamble on line 2

Ballistic Helmet

[star]
ballistichelmet.org

Radio NEW


Warning: include(bhinclude/mantra-line.php) [function.include]: failed to open stream: No such file or directory in /home/h3lmet/ballistichelmet.org/rant/bh_body_preamble on line 29

Warning: include() [function.include]: Failed opening 'bhinclude/mantra-line.php' for inclusion (include_path='.:/usr/local/lib/php:/usr/local/php5/lib/pear') in /home/h3lmet/ballistichelmet.org/rant/bh_body_preamble on line 29

The Game

created Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 6:16:51pm

We seem to be of one mind, we spend comfortable time in each other's 
presence, we hug at length.  Does this all Mean Something(tm)?  Why am I 
asking you?  Why am I so scared to express how I feel about this man 
without knowing how he feels about me?  It goes beyond fear of rejection 
(please, everybody there knows my name) all the way to social taboos or 
popular relationship construct or whatever the fuck it is that dictates 
how we're supposed to interact with one another.  I hate that shit!  But 
I can't just say how I feel because even HONESTY has been co-opted and I 
don't want to be "that girl", because we've all seen that movie/My So-
Called Life and we all know "that girl" ends up a blubbering mess.  So 
you have to come up with something NOVEL, somehow suspending disbelief 
that it's all been done before because, shit, it HAS!  Men and women 
(and maybe men and men and women and women - it's scary enough for me 
dealing with women platonically) have been dancing around this business 
for millenia and, you know what?, it's fucking stupid!  How do you deal 
with this?  I know we're not supposed to expect response here with the 
verbal diarrhea and all that, but I need some help, heads.  I'm 25 years 
old and I'm actually nostalgic for High School romance, which in 
hindsight was so much simpler/easier, even if horrific... and that is 
very sad.

back to rant index