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I wish I had someone to talk to. It's been a shitty evening, due to inconsiderate and bitchy roomates. . . Whatever. I miss my sisters. We're so different from each other in a lot of ways, but we all have the same core. The same heart and spirit. We are all artists in one way or another. We all have a yearn for travel and knowledge. And we all like to talk to random people. We all realize that there are a lot of idiots in the world, which none of us understand.
I miss my sisters so much. I hate talking to them on the phone though. It's like eating spam when you really want prime rib or something. I don't know that's a weird analogy. I wish they were here with me. I realized the other day that it's been probably around four or five years since I've lived with Elaina. It's probably been four or five years that we've spent more than a couple of weeks at a time together. That's so strange.
I love how I can talk to them about almost anything. They won't judge me and will understand. I've had a weird and complicated life up until this point, so if I try to explain my thoughts or motives to someone, they won't understand where I am coming from, because they don't know what my life has been like. It's just easier to talk to someone who really knows and understands me. I have really good friends, from camp or from college or wherever, that don't know too much about me. Or about my life. And I'm getting to the point where they know what I am like, but they don't know why I am the way I am. And it's too complicated to try to explain everything, even though I want them to know everything.
That's where my brother comes in. He is the only one at camp knows pretty much everything about me. There have been a couple of times where I just pour my heart out to him, and he's done the same to me. He knows my history and he knows what's happened to me, he knows everything. And its so relieving to have a friend who will accept you, won't judge you, understands you and loves you no matter what. That's why I consider him my brother because he loves me unconditionally as if I were his sister. And I do the same for him.
Sometimes I get stressed out or confused, and I just need to talk to someone. And I have friends who will listen and try to help, but I know they won't understand, and they have good intentions, but they can't really help me out in any way. It's confusing. I just wish that my brother and sistes were here with me, rather than a number on my cell phone or a screen name on my buddy list. . .
I just want to talk to someone right now who will care and understand.
I miss my sisters so much. I hate talking to them on the phone though. It's like eating spam when you really want prime rib or something. I don't know that's a weird analogy. I wish they were here with me. I realized the other day that it's been probably around four or five years since I've lived with Elaina. It's probably been four or five years that we've spent more than a couple of weeks at a time together. That's so strange.
I love how I can talk to them about almost anything. They won't judge me and will understand. I've had a weird and complicated life up until this point, so if I try to explain my thoughts or motives to someone, they won't understand where I am coming from, because they don't know what my life has been like. It's just easier to talk to someone who really knows and understands me. I have really good friends, from camp or from college or wherever, that don't know too much about me. Or about my life. And I'm getting to the point where they know what I am like, but they don't know why I am the way I am. And it's too complicated to try to explain everything, even though I want them to know everything.
That's where my brother comes in. He is the only one at camp knows pretty much everything about me. There have been a couple of times where I just pour my heart out to him, and he's done the same to me. He knows my history and he knows what's happened to me, he knows everything. And its so relieving to have a friend who will accept you, won't judge you, understands you and loves you no matter what. That's why I consider him my brother because he loves me unconditionally as if I were his sister. And I do the same for him.
Sometimes I get stressed out or confused, and I just need to talk to someone. And I have friends who will listen and try to help, but I know they won't understand, and they have good intentions, but they can't really help me out in any way. It's confusing. I just wish that my brother and sistes were here with me, rather than a number on my cell phone or a screen name on my buddy list. . .
I just want to talk to someone right now who will care and understand.