Dear Friends,

Well, what can I say. It just wouldn't be a "Dear Friends" if you my life didn't hand me out lemons by the barrel full. I am actually convinced that I live underneath a lemon tree and everytime a ray of sunshine shines thru to my little meaningless life another lemon magically grows in that spot. So what do I do? I mean truthfully, what do I do. Let's analyze the situation shall we. I can complain, cry, moan, weep, bitch, yell, scream, guilt, or anything else that would grab someone's attention. But, I don't want to do that. Infact, that is what this letter started out as. A cry for help...actually more than a cry for help. It was a cry to realize that I exist and moreover, it was an attempt to force you into being interested in me. See that is my problem. Selfishness mixed with Loneliness and you get Anthony. A guy who can't stand to sit in a house by himself all night long so he secretly draws up fake fate. Yup. Fake Fate. You know when you meet someone and you instantly know that you are gonna have a long-lasting relationship with them. Whether it be friendship, love or otherwise. There is always that feeling that you have. You know the one. Right before you
go to bed. Where you know that this day is a special day in the story that is your life. If your life was a WB t.v. show this would be the season premier. Everyone knows the feeling that I am talking about because everyone has had it at one point or another. (In which has probably led you to your plans this Thursday.....no.....we won't mention what day that is) But, me? Oh how I long for that feeling. And oh how easy it is for me to fraudently create it. Against Fate. Fate says, "this isn't supposed to happen." But, I say, "YES IT IS!" because I yearn to have that feeling so badly. I am human. I am not some weird crazy person who doesn't have
feelings. I get lonely too. Just like everyone else. Whether this justifies my actions? I don't know. But, I do know that if life hand's you a lemon you should make lemonade.....but, sometimes.........I get sick of drinking lemonade. I want to drink what everyone else is drinking.

I love you guys.

Anthony Doria