Isolde
Guardian's Desire
- Joined
- Dec 27, 2000
- Posts
- 4,432
I am miserable...I am past miserable and moved through the firey gates of hell. And, dammit, I dont want to be here alone. Hell, I will even invite the Trolls. They cant make me any more miserable and they deserve some misery themselves.
I cant post in my SRP or ORP threads worth shit and I have worn a hole in Imoen's carpet with my pacing.
I wont bore you with the details. You probably dont want to hear them and I would probably start crying if I told them to you. It has nothing to do with my rant thread and everything to do with Indy's goodbye thread.
To put it simply...
I screwed up....I fucked up....I gave myself a ride here. I probably deserve to be here.
And NO...I dont want people coming in and telling me what a sweetie I am or that I really didnt mess up. I did. I admit it. I hurt someone who really cared about me and who, believe it or not, I care about all because of my stupid insecurities. I was a bitch.
And when you spell that put a capital B on it, please.
So here I am beating up on myself..not that it does any good. I cant take back what I said. I honestly thought I was doing something right and it turned out I was doing it all wrong and in the wrong way.
Love not only makes you blind, it can make you stupid.
*sighs*
Okay...so, as I was saying...here I am renting a room at hotel misery. Anyone out there in a mood to join me?
Come on in and share heartache stories with me.
I cant post in my SRP or ORP threads worth shit and I have worn a hole in Imoen's carpet with my pacing.
I wont bore you with the details. You probably dont want to hear them and I would probably start crying if I told them to you. It has nothing to do with my rant thread and everything to do with Indy's goodbye thread.
To put it simply...
I screwed up....I fucked up....I gave myself a ride here. I probably deserve to be here.
And NO...I dont want people coming in and telling me what a sweetie I am or that I really didnt mess up. I did. I admit it. I hurt someone who really cared about me and who, believe it or not, I care about all because of my stupid insecurities. I was a bitch.
And when you spell that put a capital B on it, please.
So here I am beating up on myself..not that it does any good. I cant take back what I said. I honestly thought I was doing something right and it turned out I was doing it all wrong and in the wrong way.
Love not only makes you blind, it can make you stupid.
*sighs*
Okay...so, as I was saying...here I am renting a room at hotel misery. Anyone out there in a mood to join me?
Come on in and share heartache stories with me.