PDA: A growing epidemic that pretty much warrants murder

PDA is something that has always grated on me, (possibly due to the fact that I'm alone and slightly jealous) but today I literally wanted to commit acts of homicide. Whilst walking into Bits and Bytes with my friend, I noticed an extremely cuddly couple nuzzling each other in one of the booths closest to the door. Quite frankly, it was despicable. They were sitting next to each other, and the girl was eating a bag of potato chips while basically sitting on her boyfriend's lap. Meanwhile, he had his arm around her and felt the need to caress her arm incessantly. As my friend and I were walking towards the food area, the girl kept staring at us for God knows what reason (perhaps because my gay friend is far more attractive than her boyfriend could ever be and she mistook us for being together and was insanely jealous? I tend to get those looks a lot for some reason. They don't hold as much satisfaction as you would think).  I knew if I focused on their disgusting display I would fly into a Hulk-like rage, flipping their table over and pouring that bitch's potato chips all over the two of them. So I went and got food with my friend instead. Once we had gotten our food we were getting our utensils and looking for a place to sit. Thank goodness for us, we had the pleasure of walking by these two champions again. This time the girl was kneeling up in the booth, basically straddling him while they kissed oh so tenderly.

What.

The.

Fuck.

ATTENTION HOFSTRA SLUTS (and any other girl that thinks it's okay to give head and/or have sex in public): NO ONE GIVES A SHIT THAT YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. Why do people feel the need to flash a neon sign that they're dating? No one's gonna steal him from you you nasty skank, he's not even that cute. 

Oh, and p.s.

Watching you ram your tongue down his throat makes me regret the ridiculous amount of money I just spent on some nasty shit Hofstra food. I've eaten at Bits maybe four times this year. Thanks. A fucking. Lot

In short, keep it in your pants. Your CEO father spent the extra however-much-money on a single dorm room for you for a reason

On my mind...

i remember that day like it was just a dream. i can sit down and it comes right back to me. barely have to close my eyes to remember they way it unfolded...i can hear you there feel the light and sounds reflected; the presence of another, the warmth of a flame in the cold, a friend.

but that ended. much faster then it began to say the least.

why did you go, and why did you leave?

i don't understand your replacing me. there once was a time of inseparability but now you wouldn't even want to be seen with me. I'm not the the one who changed, i'm not the one who has lost. you are missing out on life you will pick up the cost of loosing me.

I will keep on staying strong, they tell me everyday that they could never be in my shoes, and it is ture must couldn't, i know that YOU never could do what i do. what i have to do everyday. the battle it takes to stay, well, just to stay here.

i take this punishment in stride, the pain bounces of me for the most part only fleeting memories can trigger the tears because of what we had and what we now lost.

I will continue to extend outward to YOUR bothers and if they feel so inclined, they can keep pretending like i dont exist. then at least i cant say i didnt try to stay human i never denided the life-they are the ones who must keep the anger and blood on their hands.....yet keep your younger brothers incheck...they know not of what they judge.

Nevertheless.....My soul is clean, my body is now too, yet i wish to wash myself of this fiasco but i know it'll be a long time before i can ever become clean. maybe we'll meet in another life time where our friendship may mean more to either you or i to keep it gong.