Topic: late night confessions - part 4 | |
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oh....my....god
(that's it) |
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*gives up*
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(((pancakes)))
do you need another friendly ear? |
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Awww, I'm alright.
I never called her. |
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Edited by
Calleigh12
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Tue 01/19/10 01:21 AM
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Eh, I'd ask why, but I know already. Sorry.
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I don't like me.
I don't know what it means if she likes me. |
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That's what the poem I'm trying to write is basically about. I can't accept anyone liking me because I've learned to hate myself.
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*relents*
You should just bleed it onto paper. Let it go. |
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Yeah, I know, but it's not working. I guess I could just do a free write thing. And then delete it.
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Three people have told me this week they wrote me several drafts of letters but erased them.
I don't think any of those people know that hurts the hell out of me. |
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So they never sent anything at all? Seems like they would have come up with something.
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Sometimes people are intimidated by me.
I'd find it hilarious if I weren't so damned lonely. |
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Well, I'm intimidated by your writing, I wish I could write like that. As for talking to you, I like talking to you, but you never email me.
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I'm all depressed and angsty.
You never mail me either, silly. |
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I'm always depressed and angsty, seems like my writing would be better.
Pffft, I think I wrote you 3 times, ha! |
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I'll listen to the same song over and over.
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Me too. On a happy note, I finally got over being sad when I hear Cold by Crossfade, it used to make me cry.
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I love that song. It's so my teen years. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vrr3lRLjZ1Y
I used to cry every time I heard Lightning Crashes from Live. I think it's the death that they sing about. Reminds me of church as a kid, all fire and brimstone. I avoid it still but I manage to keep my shtuff together now. |
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I have so very many things to confess.
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I like confessing to people that I don't know. I wonder if this is like when Catholics go to confession. But without the religious junk...
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