God dammit Andrea, I want your fucking meatloaf!!!!!!!!
<@Trishie> i need to find someone i can be friends with first
<@Trishie> that's what matt said
<@Squee> Your brother?
<@Trishie> i know it's stupid, but i just want to be so close to someone and we're head over heels in love and too afraid to admit it
<@Trishie> and one day he just kissed the fuck out of me
<@Squee> YES
<@Trishie> yeah, my brother
<@Squee> That I know what you mean
<@Squee> srsly
<@Trishie> like one day i'm feeling crappy and he just can't contain it anymore
<@Trishie> that's sort of what happened with dave and me, except he was the one crying
<@Trishie> because he didn't want to leave
<@Trishie> and i just started kissing his face and then i kissed his mouth and he put his tongue in and i pulled back thinking "wait wtf? OHHHHH"
<@Trishie> i want to call him and tell him how much i miss him
<@Trishie> god i have a fucking problem!
* @Squee hugs
<@Squee> Everyone's problem is that they don't have enough of Squee's pie and meatloaf in their life
<@Trishie> it's true
<@Trishie> i need some meatloaf
<@Trishie> i can't stop crying
<@Squee> :x
<@PhilKenSebben> "you know mike, you are not disgusting or creepy and have good hygiene, lets have teh dates" - someday.
<@Trishie> like meatload with ketchup baked into the crust
<@Trishie> ohhh mike
* @Squee got an image of Trish crying and me shoveling meatloaf and mashed potatoes into her mouth saying it'll be alright
<@Trishie> no one thinks you're creepy or disgusting
<@Trishie> LOLOLOLOL
* @Squee shovels meatloaf and mashed potatoes into Mike's mouth
<@Squee> There, there
<@Squee> You are not creepy or disgusting. You have shiny hair
<@PhilKenSebben> uhh, thanks
<@Squee> You don't liek my meat and potatoes?!!?!?
<@PhilKenSebben> i actually meant that as more of a sigh
* @Squee pats
<@PhilKenSebben> time to look up the boobies on the internets.
<@Trishie> lol aww mike i love you
<@Trishie> you're so cute
"I stopped crying but now I just fucking want meatloaf. God dammit.
I'll not say what I'm crying about. It's far too complex and pointless to fill anyone's minds with. I just... miss being in love with someone who is in love with me. And I was supposed to get married in about 4 months. And it's going to be so god damned long before something that perfect ever happens again. Except when it does it'll be real and not something that can so easily be tossed out. And then I said too much and shot myself in the foot.
God I can't fucking believe I'm almost 25 and am no closer to making babies than I ever was. Not that I should make babies anyway, except in a test tube where they can isolate and remove the bipolar gene. But, still, you get it."
From myspace.
In reality it's - OH DEAR GOD TAKE ME BACK TAKE ME BACK TAKE ME BACK I CAN'T FUCKING LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!!!
It just really hurts when you realize it can never work out. And then you think "did I waste 5 years? 9 years?" I don't know. I mean it's really a yes and no situation. I needed to learn what I needed to learn, and I needed to eliminate any "what-if's", but is all of this heart break necessary? Even when we were together I was just heart broken because he never appreciated me. And who knows, maybe I'm too much work for anyone. Jacob called me high-maintenance. But then he told me there is someone out there who would cats +++ dog jinglebells forever with me. I hope so. I really hope so. He's really sweet, but you never heard that from me. As far as you know, Jacob's heart is as black as coal and as cold as Pluto, which is no longer a planet which is UTTER bullshit.
And... to kill a few more precious minutes before starting my paper, here is an analogy of the type of man I need to go for in the form of Disney movies:
I used to go for the Beast - he's passionate and sexy, awesome in bed, but he's also moody and really mean. His job is unstable because he can't rule over a kingdom as a beast. He calls you a bitch on your birthday and doesn't understand why it still hurts you a year later. The Beast smashes shit in his own house when you're like "Hey whoa what's in the West Wing?" but then he's also very protective of you and saves you from wolves by beating the crap out of them. He does not want babies.
However, as much as I love Bell's intellect and free spirit, I have always seen myself as more of an Ariel. Her story is about sacrificing herself for the ones that she loves. So hence:
The man I need is Prince Eric - Witty, cynical, intelligent, caring, kind, full of love, good stable job, has money so that he can provide for his mermaid, will do anything to save her, even fighting a giant octopus witch, and loves her every bit as much as she loves him and always always ALWAYS shows her how much he values her existance in his life. He sees her as an equal instead of just some mermaid he has to take care of. But he also has the patience to deal with her mermaid ways and help her through the struggles of being human. And they make test tube babies and remove the mermaid genes. Prince Eric really wants babies, as can be seen in the Little Mermaid II - It Would Be Plagerism if we hadn't Stolen It From Ourselves.
**Sigh**
Okay... probably time for me to work on my TWO FUCKING PAGE ESSAY THAT I CAN'T START FOR WHATEVER REASON. Tatas!
<@Trishie> that's what matt said
<@Squee> Your brother?
<@Trishie> i know it's stupid, but i just want to be so close to someone and we're head over heels in love and too afraid to admit it
<@Trishie> and one day he just kissed the fuck out of me
<@Squee> YES
<@Trishie> yeah, my brother
<@Squee> That I know what you mean
<@Squee> srsly
<@Trishie> like one day i'm feeling crappy and he just can't contain it anymore
<@Trishie> that's sort of what happened with dave and me, except he was the one crying
<@Trishie> because he didn't want to leave
<@Trishie> and i just started kissing his face and then i kissed his mouth and he put his tongue in and i pulled back thinking "wait wtf? OHHHHH"
<@Trishie> i want to call him and tell him how much i miss him
<@Trishie> god i have a fucking problem!
* @Squee hugs
<@Squee> Everyone's problem is that they don't have enough of Squee's pie and meatloaf in their life
<@Trishie> it's true
<@Trishie> i need some meatloaf
<@Trishie> i can't stop crying
<@Squee> :x
<@PhilKenSebben> "you know mike, you are not disgusting or creepy and have good hygiene, lets have teh dates" - someday.
<@Trishie> like meatload with ketchup baked into the crust
<@Trishie> ohhh mike
* @Squee got an image of Trish crying and me shoveling meatloaf and mashed potatoes into her mouth saying it'll be alright
<@Trishie> no one thinks you're creepy or disgusting
<@Trishie> LOLOLOLOL
* @Squee shovels meatloaf and mashed potatoes into Mike's mouth
<@Squee> There, there
<@Squee> You are not creepy or disgusting. You have shiny hair
<@PhilKenSebben> uhh, thanks
<@Squee> You don't liek my meat and potatoes?!!?!?
<@PhilKenSebben> i actually meant that as more of a sigh
* @Squee pats
<@PhilKenSebben> time to look up the boobies on the internets.
<@Trishie> lol aww mike i love you
<@Trishie> you're so cute
"I stopped crying but now I just fucking want meatloaf. God dammit.
I'll not say what I'm crying about. It's far too complex and pointless to fill anyone's minds with. I just... miss being in love with someone who is in love with me. And I was supposed to get married in about 4 months. And it's going to be so god damned long before something that perfect ever happens again. Except when it does it'll be real and not something that can so easily be tossed out. And then I said too much and shot myself in the foot.
God I can't fucking believe I'm almost 25 and am no closer to making babies than I ever was. Not that I should make babies anyway, except in a test tube where they can isolate and remove the bipolar gene. But, still, you get it."
From myspace.
In reality it's - OH DEAR GOD TAKE ME BACK TAKE ME BACK TAKE ME BACK I CAN'T FUCKING LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!!!
It just really hurts when you realize it can never work out. And then you think "did I waste 5 years? 9 years?" I don't know. I mean it's really a yes and no situation. I needed to learn what I needed to learn, and I needed to eliminate any "what-if's", but is all of this heart break necessary? Even when we were together I was just heart broken because he never appreciated me. And who knows, maybe I'm too much work for anyone. Jacob called me high-maintenance. But then he told me there is someone out there who would cats +++ dog jinglebells forever with me. I hope so. I really hope so. He's really sweet, but you never heard that from me. As far as you know, Jacob's heart is as black as coal and as cold as Pluto, which is no longer a planet which is UTTER bullshit.
And... to kill a few more precious minutes before starting my paper, here is an analogy of the type of man I need to go for in the form of Disney movies:
I used to go for the Beast - he's passionate and sexy, awesome in bed, but he's also moody and really mean. His job is unstable because he can't rule over a kingdom as a beast. He calls you a bitch on your birthday and doesn't understand why it still hurts you a year later. The Beast smashes shit in his own house when you're like "Hey whoa what's in the West Wing?" but then he's also very protective of you and saves you from wolves by beating the crap out of them. He does not want babies.
However, as much as I love Bell's intellect and free spirit, I have always seen myself as more of an Ariel. Her story is about sacrificing herself for the ones that she loves. So hence:
The man I need is Prince Eric - Witty, cynical, intelligent, caring, kind, full of love, good stable job, has money so that he can provide for his mermaid, will do anything to save her, even fighting a giant octopus witch, and loves her every bit as much as she loves him and always always ALWAYS shows her how much he values her existance in his life. He sees her as an equal instead of just some mermaid he has to take care of. But he also has the patience to deal with her mermaid ways and help her through the struggles of being human. And they make test tube babies and remove the mermaid genes. Prince Eric really wants babies, as can be seen in the Little Mermaid II - It Would Be Plagerism if we hadn't Stolen It From Ourselves.
**Sigh**
Okay... probably time for me to work on my TWO FUCKING PAGE ESSAY THAT I CAN'T START FOR WHATEVER REASON. Tatas!