words and confessions and regrets and caleb
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(busiest of the boys) There's something kind of... comforting? in writing an email i know you'll never respond to. It's this veilled sort of safety. Which is why the internet is so damn dangerous, because you can be like "this is just a little box on my screen. This isn't actually going to show up on another persons screen"- and say all sorts of ridiculous things, and then feel foolish when you realize that infact, yes, you might read this.
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I don't know why after six weeks I'm still brimming with things to say.
There are, I suppose, rules about these sort of things anyway. It turns out there are all sorts of rules, things you cannot do/allow others to do after a break up and simple equations you are supposed to immeaditely memorize.
For instance, "divide the length of the relationship by 2, and add 1/3 a month for every month you slept in the same bed 75% of the time, add another a day for everytime the world 'always' and 'love' were used in the same sentences and that's how long it will take until you are 'over' the relationship"
... or something like that. I don't know.
Hilarie tried to explain, but all the numbers gave me a headache.
I tried to tell you on the phone, but it came out all defensive and lame.
And i realize i didn't even dump this much on you at once when we were dating, and then at least you were getting laid- but all of this stuff is still bubbling for me.
(busiest of the boys) There's something kind of... comforting? in writing an email i know you'll never respond to. It's this veilled sort of safety. Which is why the internet is so damn dangerous, because you can be like "this is just a little box on my screen. This isn't actually going to show up on another persons screen"- and say all sorts of ridiculous things, and then feel foolish when you realize that infact, yes, you might read this.
.
I don't know why after six weeks I'm still brimming with things to say.
There are, I suppose, rules about these sort of things anyway. It turns out there are all sorts of rules, things you cannot do/allow others to do after a break up and simple equations you are supposed to immeaditely memorize.
For instance, "divide the length of the relationship by 2, and add 1/3 a month for every month you slept in the same bed 75% of the time, add another a day for everytime the world 'always' and 'love' were used in the same sentences and that's how long it will take until you are 'over' the relationship"
... or something like that. I don't know.
Hilarie tried to explain, but all the numbers gave me a headache.
I tried to tell you on the phone, but it came out all defensive and lame.
And i realize i didn't even dump this much on you at once when we were dating, and then at least you were getting laid- but all of this stuff is still bubbling for me.