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"Ok, I've been the quiet party for months now, and now it's time I feel I should speak up, I've had just about enough.
Now before you go and think that he gave me the link to your journal, he didn't. Nor have I been reading it until today.
I've been pretty much following what's been going on, and while I'm not going to reflect on that at this time, I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him ...
You're BOTH are being childish.
You're sitting there carrying on about how you've ruined chances to make amends, and that you're going to live with the hopelessness while he made it loud and clear with his last comments to you that the ball is in your court. If anyone is making your life a living hell, it's yourself. You have all the chances in the world right there, and yet you're too damn afraid to take them, just as he's too damn afraid to let someone near.
I'm not going to say that's childish, him not letting someone in, it's not, I don't think you'd be able to fathom the pain he's gone through. Just let me give you a hint though, has to deal with an alter. I'm not going to go into it with you just why he's being childish, he already got an earfull from me.
You want to make amends, then get off of your ass and do something about it instead of sitting there whining. You're NOT a child, no matter how much your grandparents want to keep you as one. You are an ADULT. BOTH of you are adults. Talk it out LIKE adults. I'm sick of seeing the both of you carry on back and forth. Both of you are my friends and it hurts him shedding blood to make himself feel better, and it hurts to see someone so young as yourself get thrown into depressive phases over something that can be fixed if you DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT and pray to God he doesn't read that last paragraph of yours and have sour memories in the meanwhile, if he even reads your journal still.
He has made his step. You want to end this right, you have five days to make your own and decide; Make amends and have a loyal friend when/if you return, or part on poor terms and tormented until you get over him.
I, personally, think the choice is easy.
Raemond."
Found that while I was reading through some old GJ entries. Memories. Bad and good, I suppose. I'll never know now though, will I?
Everything happens for a reason.
Now before you go and think that he gave me the link to your journal, he didn't. Nor have I been reading it until today.
I've been pretty much following what's been going on, and while I'm not going to reflect on that at this time, I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him ...
You're BOTH are being childish.
You're sitting there carrying on about how you've ruined chances to make amends, and that you're going to live with the hopelessness while he made it loud and clear with his last comments to you that the ball is in your court. If anyone is making your life a living hell, it's yourself. You have all the chances in the world right there, and yet you're too damn afraid to take them, just as he's too damn afraid to let someone near.
I'm not going to say that's childish, him not letting someone in, it's not, I don't think you'd be able to fathom the pain he's gone through. Just let me give you a hint though, has to deal with an alter. I'm not going to go into it with you just why he's being childish, he already got an earfull from me.
You want to make amends, then get off of your ass and do something about it instead of sitting there whining. You're NOT a child, no matter how much your grandparents want to keep you as one. You are an ADULT. BOTH of you are adults. Talk it out LIKE adults. I'm sick of seeing the both of you carry on back and forth. Both of you are my friends and it hurts him shedding blood to make himself feel better, and it hurts to see someone so young as yourself get thrown into depressive phases over something that can be fixed if you DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT and pray to God he doesn't read that last paragraph of yours and have sour memories in the meanwhile, if he even reads your journal still.
He has made his step. You want to end this right, you have five days to make your own and decide; Make amends and have a loyal friend when/if you return, or part on poor terms and tormented until you get over him.
I, personally, think the choice is easy.
Raemond."
Found that while I was reading through some old GJ entries. Memories. Bad and good, I suppose. I'll never know now though, will I?
Everything happens for a reason.