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[popgem]

oh please, no.

two hard-dealt in a familiar situation again. i god damn miss you. and im sorry for hanging up. and here i am, because you dared me. like today never happened.

i am an infection, so please keep your wounds clean.

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[mindfunked]

infect me?

[popgem]

haha you have another disease already la babe.

[mindfunked]

what's that love lol?

[popgem]

love.

[mindfunked]

or the lack of it.

[popgem]

if love is the disease, the lack o it can only be healthy. we are young. and everything will flow.

[mindfunked]

this fact not fiction for the first time in years. and all the girls in every girlie magazine, can't make me feel any less alone

[popgem]

we are all ultimately alone. we can only try t supress the smothering loneliness. drink, smoke, sex.

[mindfunked]

doesn't that make it worst? you know, everytime i hear a friend tell me 'i'll be there for you, no matter what time...etc', i wanna believe them. fuck, i say that too.

[popgem]

its the truth lovely, and keeping in line w all the cliches, the truth hurts deep and dark.

i want t believe them too. but i dont believe promises, and neither do i give any. ill only say that i will do what i can.

and babe, ill do what i can for you. you only need ask.

[mindfunked]

you know, that made me smile. and that...says a lot. =)

sometimes i think we go through so much shit...we don't grow to become better, we just get more hard up, cynical...real. well this reality you see adri, it may not be accurate or the kinda happiness you dreamed of years ago, but you give hope to that.

[popgem]

hope is a fragile thing. and it goes hand in hand with faith. you taught a good friend o mine how to have faith. and for that, i thank you.
i need faith. and with it comes hope.

as for reality. i know not what is real. but ill hold on to what makes me sane. the moments, the memories, the feelings. all before i fall asleep again. you, make things real. if only for a fleeting second.

and for that, i thank you.

[mindfunked]

adri, love. don't thank me. in so many ways, i feel as though i don't deserve it.

i wish i knew you more.

i question how much i've given to everyone else, and i question if i could have done more. then i selfishly wonder to myself...what am i given?

we're all blessed with many many things that we all fail to see, what we need, what we may want, etc. and right now, i'm quite sure i'm blind and reckless.