(Not directed at you, Nny. But I had to get this off my chest.)
I love you. You know this.
In fact, I think I might be a little bit fixated. I always knew I was co-dependent, but damn. And I am afraid of it. Because what if it wears off? Where the hell will you be, you poor man? I know you love me. I think you might need me.
Even love can't stop the way I tear at myself. I thought it could.
Oh my god, grow the fuck up. Everybody has been through this, and you'll get through it, too. So get one with it already, grow up and move into the real world with the rest of us because, in the meantime, you're hurting and alienating people and if you're lucky you'll still have them as friends when you get to the other side of mature.
Please please please try. I understand that you're lonely and I'm too much of a coward to visit you, but you can't be homeless for the rest of your life. God, it makes me so frustrated- I've become physically ill and have nightmares EVERY SINGLE NIGHT because I can't ever stop worrying about you. I know it's not my fault, but I feel as if it is. I don't want you to die, I want you to go home. I know your mother is awful, but being with her is better than living in a homeless shelter. Pleae, I know I've been an awful friend, but do it for yourself. Swallow your goddamned pride and go home. Swallow your goddamned pride and let yourself live. Stop letting yourself die. Stop blaming your problems on your medication and mental unstability. If you ever want to get out, you have to do it yourself. I always want to say I love you, but I don't deserve it.
How ironic is it that I'm not sure how to talk to you any more, but I want to talk to you so much more than other people I joke around with idly all day?
I'm afraid of making you upset. Which is funny, because I've got an Upset Person in the other window all the time lately, but I guess I can only take one at a time.
I really admire you, and wish I had your wit and as much personality as you do. I would also like to know if you are a guy or a girl. Oh, and what's your first name?
I'm a girl, actually, and my name really is Nny. It's short for Bethany. And you're right about me having an overabundance of personality. I never shut up, actually. Thanks for the compliment.
Not to be a suck-up (too late), but I really enjoy your posts. I guess you could call me a fan. You're one of the people on my friends list who's posts I can't miss. I absolutely adore you. And Paul Bettany. And Velvet Goldmine.
I wish I lived where you lived. I don't list my location on my LJ info -- not to be mysterious, but because I'm embarrassed by it! Which probably makes me a silly git, but I don't care. I refuse to be linked to this place in any way.
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Date: 2005-11-11 12:34 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-11 12:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 12:46 am (UTC)I love you. You know this.
In fact, I think I might be a little bit fixated. I always knew I was co-dependent, but damn. And I am afraid of it. Because what if it wears off? Where the hell will you be, you poor man? I know you love me. I think you might need me.
Even love can't stop the way I tear at myself. I thought it could.
I warned you that I was crazy.
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Date: 2005-11-11 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-11 07:27 am (UTC)*ribbrains*
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Date: 2005-11-11 08:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 01:47 am (UTC)But, sometimes?
I really miss feeling close to you. I really do.
Still love ya though, babe. (and that probably totally gave away who this is, but, you said anonymous!)
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Date: 2005-11-11 07:19 am (UTC)*hugs*
I'm sorry I've not been around, and when I have I've been distracted. It's not been the best time lately. Things'll improve, I promise.
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Date: 2005-11-12 11:00 am (UTC)But, these things never come through to me. So, scan it or something before you send it. *grins and hugs*
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Date: 2005-11-11 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 07:06 am (UTC)And if this comment is directed at me? I'd like you to know that I have excellent taste.
*grins*
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Date: 2005-11-11 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 02:17 pm (UTC)Not at you just getting this off my chest
Date: 2005-11-11 06:03 am (UTC)Re: Not at you just getting this off my chest
Date: 2005-11-11 07:24 am (UTC)(also not directed at you)
Date: 2005-11-11 06:18 am (UTC)I always want to say I love you, but I don't deserve it.
Re: (also not directed at you)
Date: 2005-11-11 07:26 am (UTC)Wish I could be more constructive.
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Date: 2005-11-11 09:22 am (UTC)I'm afraid of making you upset. Which is funny, because I've got an Upset Person in the other window all the time lately, but I guess I can only take one at a time.
You can never go back. But we can go forward.
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Date: 2005-11-11 09:53 am (UTC)Is this aimed at me?
Because... I don't get upset that easily, and when I do get upset I get over it pretty quickly. It's one of my more annoying personality traits.
Ping me. Please.
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Date: 2005-11-11 09:38 am (UTC)Kisses,
Anonymous
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Date: 2005-11-11 09:58 am (UTC)Good lord. XD
I'm a girl, actually, and my name really is Nny. It's short for Bethany. And you're right about me having an overabundance of personality. I never shut up, actually. Thanks for the compliment.
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Date: 2005-11-11 10:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 10:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-11 03:02 pm (UTC)Where are my friends when I need them now?
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Date: 2005-11-11 05:11 pm (UTC)*feels inadequate*
*plots becoming more interesting*
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Date: 2005-11-11 05:16 pm (UTC)So much I could die.
She died at the end of June.
*knows that this shouldn't be embarrassing, but it is anyway*
*is neurotic*
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Date: 2005-11-11 07:20 pm (UTC)