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1. If you could choose 48 hours of your life to live out in infinity, which would you choose? And if you could change what happend during those 48 hours, even though you would never move past them, what would you change? Would you change anything? Would you change everything?
I've already got mine picked out. And the only thing I would change is their existence.
2. I lent you my gloves and my jacket and you never gave my gloves back. That's never stopped bothering me. You denied ever having them. And I know I gave them to you. I remember clipping the gloves to the jacket and thinking, "She'll appreciate that." And then I never got them back. They cost 70 fucking dollars! I still can't believe that shit.
Were you always such a bad friend and I just never noticed? Maybe I used to be a lot more tolerant of bullshit.
3. I can't connect with the calls I get about children. Not like I want bad things to happen to children. Never. But I find myself emotionless when I get an hysterical mother who thinks her child is missing. I just don't understand, I guess. I promise I'm not a bad person. I just lack any maternal instinct whatsoever.
4. I'm still caught somewhere in the middle of denial and anger. I sometimes find myself straddling the two, not believing it's real and then getting mad that it is. And I know it's not about me and I'm making it about me. SO IT FUCKING GOES.
5. People who live in the apartment behind me: Seriously? Are you fucking deaf? Also, I hate your white dog and I want him to die and I never think that way about animals.
6. I have a phone crush on Will from REMSA. Even though I make fun of his voice and I don't even know what he looks like, I still find myself disappointed when I transfer a call to the paramedics and he doesn't answer. He could be 50 years old and missing an eye. I still have a crush on him.
I've already got mine picked out. And the only thing I would change is their existence.
2. I lent you my gloves and my jacket and you never gave my gloves back. That's never stopped bothering me. You denied ever having them. And I know I gave them to you. I remember clipping the gloves to the jacket and thinking, "She'll appreciate that." And then I never got them back. They cost 70 fucking dollars! I still can't believe that shit.
Were you always such a bad friend and I just never noticed? Maybe I used to be a lot more tolerant of bullshit.
3. I can't connect with the calls I get about children. Not like I want bad things to happen to children. Never. But I find myself emotionless when I get an hysterical mother who thinks her child is missing. I just don't understand, I guess. I promise I'm not a bad person. I just lack any maternal instinct whatsoever.
4. I'm still caught somewhere in the middle of denial and anger. I sometimes find myself straddling the two, not believing it's real and then getting mad that it is. And I know it's not about me and I'm making it about me. SO IT FUCKING GOES.
5. People who live in the apartment behind me: Seriously? Are you fucking deaf? Also, I hate your white dog and I want him to die and I never think that way about animals.
6. I have a phone crush on Will from REMSA. Even though I make fun of his voice and I don't even know what he looks like, I still find myself disappointed when I transfer a call to the paramedics and he doesn't answer. He could be 50 years old and missing an eye. I still have a crush on him.