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how can a conversation go from this:
yahoo: have i ever told you that you're a fantastic writer babe?
johndgore: Yeah. You're also supposed to say stuff *squeeze* like that. You're my baby. Have I ever told you that you are an awesome friend/aunt/future teacher and mom?
yahoo: you're doign it again.
yahoo: but i'm serious john i'm not saying it b/c i know you or b/c i'm your gf. you're a fantastic writer john/
yahoo: especially when you have fun with a piece
johndgore: Thanks. I need some boosts sometimes or I'll never make it out of this slow atmosphere
johndgore: You're my retro-rocket
to this:
johndgore: I fhPOIZXF'HCBDags{}
johndgore: D
johndgore: I fucking hate my life!!!
johndgore: All I waanted all week and I can't have it./ h'a54re
johndgore: FUCK I hate my life.
yahoo: ok is it like my corkscrew where the sides come up as it screws into the cork?
johndgore: No.
yahoo: and it doesn't look like a t?
johndgore: Go away
johndgore:
yahoo: what?
johndgore: Just... I love you. That's all that matters. I lvoe you.
johndgore: Hey, thanks for calling and making a small thing into a big thing. Now my whole weekend can suck.
i dont' get it. i called b/c i thought it might be easier to describe over the phone and the next thing i know we're pissed at each other and he won't let me even try to help. b/c i 'can't physically help'
what's happening? we've been having suck good conversations lately. talking about the future and such. maybe reba was right and the 'everything goin right blues' do exist. except that nothings going right.
what do i need to do?
yahoo: have i ever told you that you're a fantastic writer babe?
johndgore: Yeah. You're also supposed to say stuff *squeeze* like that. You're my baby. Have I ever told you that you are an awesome friend/aunt/future teacher and mom?
yahoo: you're doign it again.
yahoo: but i'm serious john i'm not saying it b/c i know you or b/c i'm your gf. you're a fantastic writer john/
yahoo: especially when you have fun with a piece
johndgore: Thanks. I need some boosts sometimes or I'll never make it out of this slow atmosphere
johndgore: You're my retro-rocket
to this:
johndgore: I fhPOIZXF'HCBDags{}
johndgore: D
johndgore: I fucking hate my life!!!
johndgore: All I waanted all week and I can't have it./ h'a54re
johndgore: FUCK I hate my life.
yahoo: ok is it like my corkscrew where the sides come up as it screws into the cork?
johndgore: No.
yahoo: and it doesn't look like a t?
johndgore: Go away
johndgore:
yahoo: what?
johndgore: Just... I love you. That's all that matters. I lvoe you.
johndgore: Hey, thanks for calling and making a small thing into a big thing. Now my whole weekend can suck.
i dont' get it. i called b/c i thought it might be easier to describe over the phone and the next thing i know we're pissed at each other and he won't let me even try to help. b/c i 'can't physically help'
what's happening? we've been having suck good conversations lately. talking about the future and such. maybe reba was right and the 'everything goin right blues' do exist. except that nothings going right.
what do i need to do?