Girl A Posted:

Not really asking for advice… More like just emo-ranting… Notice that I posted it in CrySpace.

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Girl A Posted:

Not really asking for advice… More like just emo-ranting… Notice that I posted it in CrySpace.

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Log in to see images! Girl A edited this message on 03/18/2008 3:00PM

WTF is with all these repeating ****ed up posts? x_X

I think my comuter glitched… x_X

BRB_GOINGTOTHEMOON Posted:

OBVIOUSLY, you and your friend need to sit down and talk about some things out…i don’t know what it’s worth to you, but if you DID do something terrible to you, or someone else, she would notice. Even if she pretended she didn’t.

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The thing is, I can’t get her to talk to me. She always avoids conversation, and instead of talking gets all defensive, and then gets angry, and then ignores me and throws things. u_u;;;

And really, I know she’d notice, but… Again, it’s not a “cry for help” thing…. It’s not like it would be about whether she noticed. If my sole reason for something like that was to get noticed…. x_x;; I’m not THAT emo.

Eww wait youre a girl? nm.

XXX

DBS

Look I don’t want to talk about it! Why is it always my fault!

Wow, that’s just …

Wow.

She’s totally wrong for you. You can see it in her eyes — the hope. As long as you’re with her, she’s only going to be holding you back from the true ecstasy of deep pain. What you’re feeling now is merely angst. You should end your relationship, drive halfway across the country, and check into a motel. Bring a quart of bourbon, all the pills you can scarf from your mother’s medicine cabinet, a pen and a notebook. Sit in the dark for an hour. Turn on the light, and start drinking the bourbon. Write poetry. Revel in the anguish of knowing you’ll never see her again, and that she probably won’t even mourn your loss. Write some more poetry. Drink the rest of the bourbon and take the pills.

When we don’t hear from you anymore, we — your brothers and sisters in darkness — will know that you have pbumed on from this agony and will remember you forever.

Requiescat in pace.

Girl A Posted:

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I’d hit it, I just don’t have a truck driver’s license yet.