Isolated Blurt Thread

carsonshepherd · Sep 17, 2005

logophile said:

I wasn't talking about you

logophile · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
I wasn't talking about you

Don't be silly.
You're always talking about me.

OhMissScarlett · Sep 17, 2005

Blah. I'm going back to bed.

logophile · Sep 17, 2005

OhMissScarlett said:
Blah. I'm going back to bed.

Go back to my bed, Scarlett.
It has fresh sheets on it.
And I'm here...

Dar~ · Sep 17, 2005

logophile said:
Go back to my bed, Scarlett.
It has fresh sheets on it.
And I'm here...

Ooo Me too Me too!!

logophile · Sep 17, 2005

Dar~ said:
Ooo Me too Me too!!

Come on over and stroke my eog, Dar.
I'll stroke yours right back!

impressive · Sep 17, 2005

logophile said:
... stroke my eog...

Hmmmm ...

Dar~ · Sep 17, 2005

logophile said:
Come on over and stroke my eog, Dar.
I'll stroke yours right back!

Oh, Sweets, I'll stroke more than your ego. :kiss:

can I help it if I want to put my shoe through your ex-girl's face for making you feel like you are without? I just love you so much and you are so wonderful.

logophile · Sep 17, 2005

Dar~ said:
Oh, Sweets, I'll stroke more than your ego.

can I help it if I want to put my shoe through your ex-girl's face for making you feel like you are without? I just love you so much and you are so wonderful.

You're so sweet.

And she's not my ex-girlfriend, yet.
Isn't that pathetic.

impressive · Sep 17, 2005

logophile said:
You're so sweet.

And she's not my ex-girlfriend, yet.
Isn't that pathetic.

When someone lives in your heart, they are NEVER an "ex."

RebeccaLeah · Sep 17, 2005

entitled said:
RebeccaLeah's got a cute belly button.

Thank you, that was my first laugh in this miserably icky sick morning.

Please ignore the following bitch, it just had to go somewhere and I didn't want to lob it at anyone and make them miserable too.
I hate being sick in summer, well it's supposed to be fall, but I'm looking out at a clear beautiful blue sky with a breeze of somewhere between 75-80 drifting in my windows. I'm sitting in bed feeling like a little thundercloud, foggy and blah and my head feels about 7 times it's normal weight. Woke up at least 3 times that I remember last night, hurting everytime, woke up for good at fucking 7am, on a Saturday, so about 7 and a half hours of sleep.....Barely enough when healthy, when sick, doesn't work at all. Woke to find that my sinuses had been filled with something with the density of cement and the quicksilver, chemical muddeling qualities of mercury, my mouth had been filled with sawdust and vaccumed, and my throat baked and then sandpapered.
Maybe if I can convince myself to take a nap I won't have to blow my nose anymore and that at least will get a chance to stop hurting. I like that idea.....Nap time, even if I have to knock myself unconscious for it.

entitled · Sep 17, 2005

Pumkin innards are hard to get out of clothes.

carsonshepherd · Sep 17, 2005

Why it's better to be friends.

If you're lucky, you have good friends. I do. I've always been lucky with friends. I've had ones that've changed my world for the better and literally transformed me and the way I think and feel.

And if I've ever considered making the move from friends to lovers, I've been smart enough to talk myself out of it... or it was, thankfully, impossible. You can love a friend without reservations, without expectations, and they can give you the same in return.

When you become lovers, expectations are inevitable. What you want for them becomes bound in what you want and need for yourself, because you merge with that person.

But friends aren't like that. If you're lucky and you have good friends the way I do, you can be who you are with them and you will never ask one another to be something you aren't, or need something the other can't give.

Friends are the best. :heart:

cloudy · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
If you're lucky, you have good friends. I do. I've always been lucky with friends. I've had ones that've changed my world for the better and literally transformed me and the way I think and feel.

And if I've ever considered making the move from friends to lovers, I've been smart enough to talk myself out of it... or it was, thankfully, impossible. You can love a friend without reservations, without expectations, and they can give you the same in return.

When you become lovers, expectations are inevitable. What you want for them becomes bound in what you want and need for yourself, because you merge with that person.

But friends aren't like that. If you're lucky and you have good friends the way I do, you can be who you are with them and you will never ask one another to be something you aren't, or need something the other can't give.

Friends are the best.

Hear, hear. :rose:

variable Xy · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
If you're lucky, you have good friends. I do. I've always been lucky with friends. I've had ones that've changed my world for the better and literally transformed me and the way I think and feel.

And if I've ever considered making the move from friends to lovers, I've been smart enough to talk myself out of it... or it was, thankfully, impossible. You can love a friend without reservations, without expectations, and they can give you the same in return.

When you become lovers, expectations are inevitable. What you want for them becomes bound in what you want and need for yourself, because you merge with that person.

But friends aren't like that. If you're lucky and you have good friends the way I do, you can be who you are with them and you will never ask one another to be something you aren't, or need something the other can't give.

Friends are the best.

Damn you put that in perspective I can see clearly, of something I was torn up and contiplating.

Thanks

minsue · Sep 17, 2005

variable Xy said:
Damn you put that in perspective I can see clearly, of something I was torn up and contiplating.

I hate it when he does that.

ABSTRUSE · Sep 17, 2005

RebeccaLeah said:
Thank you, that was my first laugh in this miserably icky sick morning.

Please ignore the following bitch, it just had to go somewhere and I didn't want to lob it at anyone and make them miserable too.
I hate being sick in summer, well it's supposed to be fall, but I'm looking out at a clear beautiful blue sky with a breeze of somewhere between 75-80 drifting in my windows. I'm sitting in bed feeling like a little thundercloud, foggy and blah and my head feels about 7 times it's normal weight. Woke up at least 3 times that I remember last night, hurting everytime, woke up for good at fucking 7am, on a Saturday, so about 7 and a half hours of sleep.....Barely enough when healthy, when sick, doesn't work at all. Woke to find that my sinuses had been filled with something with the density of cement and the quicksilver, chemical muddeling qualities of mercury, my mouth had been filled with sawdust and vaccumed, and my throat baked and then sandpapered.
Maybe if I can convince myself to take a nap I won't have to blow my nose anymore and that at least will get a chance to stop hurting. I like that idea.....Nap time, even if I have to knock myself unconscious for it.

http://www.nbizz.com/florist/listings/80.jpg

Feel better soon babe. :rose:

carsonshepherd · Sep 17, 2005

variable Xy said:
Damn you put that in perspective I can see clearly, of something I was torn up and contiplating.

Thanks

carsonshepherd · Sep 17, 2005

minsue said:
I hate it when he does that.

minsue · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:

BlackShanglan · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
How dare you criticize me for something and then do it yourself? hypocrite.

Damnit, Carson, you really need to stop criticizing people on public threads.

Actually, your original post would have been just as true if you'd stopped at "me." Criticism of Carson is inherently unjust and incorrect.

BlackShanglan · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
If you're lucky, you have good friends. I do. I've always been lucky with friends. I've had ones that've changed my world for the better and literally transformed me and the way I think and feel.

And if I've ever considered making the move from friends to lovers, I've been smart enough to talk myself out of it... or it was, thankfully, impossible. You can love a friend without reservations, without expectations, and they can give you the same in return.

When you become lovers, expectations are inevitable. What you want for them becomes bound in what you want and need for yourself, because you merge with that person.

But friends aren't like that. If you're lucky and you have good friends the way I do, you can be who you are with them and you will never ask one another to be something you aren't, or need something the other can't give.

Friends are the best.

Profound and quite beautiful, dear one.

:heart:

carsonshepherd · Sep 17, 2005

BlackShanglan said:
Actually, your original post would have been just as true if you'd stopped at "me." Criticism of Carson is inherently unjust and incorrect.

So true.

Notice my title?

Dar~ · Sep 17, 2005

My ear hurts. I think there is a sore very deep inside b/c I dinged it with a q-tip and its hurt ever since. *sob*

BlackShanglan · Sep 17, 2005

carsonshepherd said:
So true.

Notice my title?

I love it! Let me come nuzzle your berries.

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