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12-16-2012 08:32 PM

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Originally Posted by BlueMi (Post 378473)
I feel like such an arsloche (sp? It's in German) right now. My problems go about as deep as appearance. You have let yourself fall so deep into this hole you've dug that you're losing sight of everything, and I've let this happen to you accidentally and I am SO sorry. You're my best friend. It's my JOB to protect you, and I'm horrible at it. Since your parents are dicks, I should help take care of you in a noncreepy way and I'm really sorry Heather.
You know what?
Sometime after school this week, you should come to my house. We can walk to a park, and sit by ourselves, and you can freaking talk. Tell me everything. In person, not a stupid email. And I have more to say but I have to go. Email me. <3 you.


I walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost...I am helpless
It isn't my fault
It takes forever to find a way out

I walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I pretend that I don't see it
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn't my fault
It still takes a long time to get out

I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it is there
I still fall in...
It's a habit, but my eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault
I get out immediately

I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it

I walk down another street


^^I love this poem, and thought it kinda related to what you and Heather were talking about. It reeeeallly hits home with me, so that's why I love it so much. :/

Sandy 12-16-2012 08:38 PM

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Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict (Post 378573)
I'm a bad person.

(*whispers*)
We're all bad people...

wildwolf 12-16-2012 08:47 PM

generalized anxiety disorder:
Difficulty concentrating
Fatigue
Irritability
Problems falling or staying asleep, and sleep that is often restless and unsatisfying
Restlessness, and often becoming startled very easily

I have all of these symptoms... ._.

HeatherB 12-16-2012 09:00 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by wildwolf (Post 378586)
generalized anxiety disorder:
Difficulty concentrating
Fatigue
Irritability
Problems falling or staying asleep, and sleep that is often restless and unsatisfying
Restlessness, and often becoming startled very easily

I have all of these symptoms... ._.

That's me except for 'becoming startled very easily'. I'm kind of unphasable after being in the circus for awhile...

Tiresomehoopla 12-16-2012 09:15 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by HeatherB (Post 378535)
......just like pretty much everyone else in the world, yes, I am. And unique, too.

(I don't know German don't ask me.) But you let yourself fall, too, honey. 3: I'm sorry too. I didn't know what to think when you were migrating further and further away from me and I'm shit at email confrontations, as I think I've told everyone at least 5 times here, and I just didn't know what to do and so all I did was sit and wait and hope but then I kind of gave up on that and reverted back to thinking that there was something wrong with me. But, apology accepted. How could I not?
We should. But maybe not after school, because my parents don't like that s---. And it's easier for me over email, but... I'll try. We'll see. We'll do something. <3 you too.


Well, no two flowers are the same are they?

HeatherB 12-16-2012 09:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Tiresomehoopla (Post 378602)
Well, no two flowers are the same are they?

Of course not. They've all been trampled and battered in different ways, and some have closed in on themselves because of it, but the true treasured ones are the ones who have the courage to bloom again.

...I'm the former.

Tiresomehoopla 12-16-2012 09:26 PM

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Originally Posted by HeatherB (Post 378604)
Of course not. They've all been trampled and battered in different ways, and some have closed in on themselves because of it, but the true treasured ones are the ones who have the courage to bloom again.

...I'm the former.

Perhaps I should have used diamonds ._.

There are lots of things you can compare people to. Diamonds and flowers are just two. And sometimes, with the help of the sun, those flowers may one day gain the strength to bloom.

HeatherB 12-16-2012 09:31 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tiresomehoopla (Post 378614)
Perhaps I should have used diamonds ._.

There are lots of things you can compare people to. Diamonds and flowers are just two. And sometimes, with the help of the sun, those flowers may one day gain the strength to bloom.

You can compare people and life to so many different things, even those things that don't contain traces of people or life (so much), and I'm still trying to figure out why.

I think of myself as a rock in the bottom of a river. I'm bumped and jostled by all the other rocks that lift away and go with the current, but I'm stubborn, and I like my mucky mud sticking me to the bottom, but I don't know where the other rocks go and if it's better there and I'm caught between realizing that it's time to leave and knowing that I want to stay.

EmmaR 12-16-2012 10:07 PM

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Originally Posted by HeatherB (Post 378604)
Of course not. They've all been trampled and battered in different ways, and some have closed in on themselves because of it, but the true treasured ones are the ones who have the courage to bloom again.

...I'm the former.

You don't know if you're the former until you try being the latter.
And you are the latter, btw.

TheAshWolf 12-17-2012 12:07 AM

Do you ever think back to earlier grades and really REALLY miss your old friends? ;w; Lately, I can't stop thinking about this kid I knew in 6th grade. I miss him a lot...I never knew anyone that could make me laugh so much. I remember, one day, after I had a horrible migraine, I was sitting in the lunch room, holding my head...I was too sick to eat...I felt horrible, and was stressing over something on top of it. After promptly stealing my pumpkin muffin and teasing me about something random, he suddenly realized I still wasn't feeling well. Then he told me what has to be the funniest joke about Americans that I've EVER HEARD. X'D He just kept firing joke after joke at me, and after a while, I actually started to feel better. I remember all the times kids picked on me for being different, and he always went after them like a mad dog.


... *le sigh*
I wonder if he ever thinks about me. :(


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