PAST NOTES - (Cliché High School Poetry Corner: When I type these up from old diaries, the sound of my snickering at their terribleness can be heard for miles)

PAST NOTES

analog instant messages

you have found my collection of passed notes from the 90s, welcome.

spanning from the beginning of 1995 to junior year of high school in 1998, a note, reproduced verbatim from the original with the exception of all names, is posted to this blog in the order I'd received it. each post contains one note, and a brief narration of the back story as best I can remember it.

there will also be, from time to time, relevant photos, songs, videos, links, objects, quotes, diaries, poems, and other ephemera (all admittedly completely self-indulgent and wince-inducing).

Jun 05

(Cliché High School Poetry Corner: When I type these up from old diaries, the sound of my snickering at their terribleness can be heard for miles)

I am so different
banned
from a best friend
banned
from a shopping mall Hell
banned from living a
life unknown to
myself
because
I havent
lived it.
I miss those not around me
I hate those
surrounding me
I want to get
out
I need to get out
I will spontanisly
combust
In a matter of
Lowest commen denomiters
Its unfair
to me
Locked up in a
Pitch black hell hole
never to see daylight
a beautiful mole
afraid of the day
pale as a ghost
I feel like a
ghost
I am a ghost to some
I am a vampire
and I sleep in a coffin
I live in a morgue
In a dark & cold
suicide chamber
unfair to
others who do not know
this unfortunate anger

“untitled” by eve cabot, 1995

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