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One of my best friends father's passed away yesterday. She found out from a voice mail. I don't know whay I'mhaving so much trouble dealing with it. I hardly have any words to say to her, but my eyes are struggling to hold back tears right now. I think it's so hard because she hates being shown sympathy. She's too strong for that. I myself show it very blantantly, so it's hard for me to keep it all inside. I'm not used to that. She has a boyfriend, but she relies on me more for emotional support. She keeps talking about how much she loves him, but that if they weren't dating that she and I would be dating. That makes things even more complicated. How much can I do for her? She keeps asking me to help in all these matters that I would easily do as a boyfriend, but she has one and he should be doing them. She asks him, but he's too busy. Blah blah blah. Her father just died and he can't even help. I have to go to work and feel horrible about it because I want so badly to be by her side and help her through all of this. I may not know much, but I think I do a good job of comforting people in times of crisis like this. I'll probably release what I'm feeling, which is a many plethora of things, on the drive to work. Which I'm running late to. That's what they get for trying to call me in so early. I'll get there when I can and they can deal with it. School comes first. At least that's what they keep telling me. I better just be off now. I'm feeling way too much to stop anytime soon.
 
rikaaim said:
One of my best friends father's passed away yesterday. She found out from a voice mail. I don't know whay I'mhaving so much trouble dealing with it. I hardly have any words to say to her, but my eyes are struggling to hold back tears right now. I think it's so hard because she hates being shown sympathy. She's too strong for that. I myself show it very blantantly, so it's hard for me to keep it all inside. I'm not used to that. She has a boyfriend, but she relies on me more for emotional support. She keeps talking about how much she loves him, but that if they weren't dating that she and I would be dating. That makes things even more complicated. How much can I do for her? She keeps asking me to help in all these matters that I would easily do as a boyfriend, but she has one and he should be doing them. She asks him, but he's too busy. Blah blah blah. Her father just died and he can't even help. I have to go to work and feel horrible about it because I want so badly to be by her side and help her through all of this. I may not know much, but I think I do a good job of comforting people in times of crisis like this. I'll probably release what I'm feeling, which is a many plethora of things, on the drive to work. Which I'm running late to. That's what they get for trying to call me in so early. I'll get there when I can and they can deal with it. School comes first. At least that's what they keep telling me. I better just be off now. I'm feeling way too much to stop anytime soon.

It sounds like she doesn't know what she wants.
 
I am gonna quit saying hi to people that just won't say hi back..i think its rude!!!
 
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So, I'm making a list and I'm going to polish some stories and start submitting for publication. Worse that can happen is I'll get started on my rejection slip pile.
 
sophia jane said:
So, I'm making a list and I'm going to polish some stories and start submitting for publication. Worse that can happen is I'll get started on my rejection slip pile.


Exactly..... :D
 
= [ His eyes shut, feeling her fingers sting warmth along his cold muscles; Tiny intimacies compounding on eachother like the steady ache in his chest. They were both prone to fits of loathing, anger, rash haste and the threat of either relapsing into that was imminent, near. It was the edge their little dance was tread upon, continually time and again. Here it was staved off with the warmth of her hands on the cool of his skin, painted itself in how he turned his head, let his arms slide around her, hold her tight. It wrote symphonies when he let his lips taste hers again, in the way his flesh seemed to quiver under her grasp.]=

Dear gods. Just...

Christ. This is getting too deep for simple semantics.
 
It just sounded so funny.
I was in my hole, digging a drain, when I heard noises above me.

The bunnies in their cage were letting rip.
 
So there I was, pretending to be a hamster on the London Eye...

Squeek, squeek..
 
-Unrelated blurt-

Dammit... this is my cousin. It's freaking me out she's so fuckign good at this... *literally tied in knots by this shit*
 
FallingToFly said:
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Dammit... this is my cousin. It's freaking me out she's so fuckign good at this... *literally tied in knots by this shit*


Well you know what they say?? ;)
 
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