I miss people when they stop blogging. It may be silly, it may be weird and pathetic, but I do. You read their blogs ever day (ish) and you come to know them, and you look forward to hearing from them, and then one day, they're no more.
They're like a friend, or coworker you chat to for a few minutes everyday. You need your (whoever) fix. You've gotten used to them, the people who make up their life, and when they aren't there anymore, you can't help but wonder how they are, what they're doing... Sometimes they pull their blog altogether and you can't even delve back into the archives for a laugh when you're feeling lonely.
So Sanshu, Holly, Gossip Queen, Katie, and the countless others I know I'll remember at 0132 tomorrow morning... I miss you.
3 comments:
I'll never fucking ever disappear.
But I have relocated once. I'm not a fan of people I know reading this shite.
I guess internet friendsip works because they accept you for who you are (and if they don't, there's no akwardness), whereas a real-world friend could just completely flake if you tell them something.
I don't know.
Your sentiments are one of the reasons I've promised to myself why I will never delete my blog or even old entries.
I'm so with you, too. :D I hate it when people just up and disappear without even warning us. The jerks.
But I'm around, and I'm not going anywhere.
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