*Ed's sitting on a table, cross legged, and toying with a rose, turning it over and over in his hands* It's funny, isn't it, how even the most beautiful things can hurt you
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*standing a few feet away, looking at Ed with a sad, slightly hurt look on her face* When I hurt someone I cared a lot about, and I didn't even realize it.
*internally, she cringes at the look in his eyes, but she tries to not show it* *walks forward, putting a hand over his* That's just...it's a part of life. These things happen, it's not your fault.
...I don't want to divulge the exact details publicly, but...I would have to say it's letting someone very important to me be harmed out of spite towards him.
*she gets a sympathetic, knowing expression, eyeing the drop of blood.*
You can't beat yourself up over these things. Sometimes...things happen, and we can't quite forsee them, but that's not because we are stupid. It's because we...or rather, you....are human.
*sighs* You could say that, how seriously I take my family and all. But I shouldn't have fought him over something like that, though, he outstrips me too much. *he gives Ed a slight smile*
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((Okay. ^_^))
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I know what you mean. I've done it to...hell, almost everyone I care about at one time or another.
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*she gets a sympathetic, knowing expression, eyeing the drop of blood.*
You can't beat yourself up over these things. Sometimes...things happen, and we can't quite forsee them, but that's not because we are stupid. It's because we...or rather, you....are human.
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I'm not beating myself up. I'm wallowing in self-pity for awhile. There's a difference.
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