people x10
Write ten statements, intended for different people. Never tell which one is to who; Write the things you've always wanted to tell people.
[1.0] mm hi. so. i'm not sure how to begin. should i start with how amazing you are? how you've never given up on me, not one single time? how no matter how many times i give you a reason to leave, you don't? how many times you've dropped everything to be next to me. like when you came to get me at school because you knew i couldn't do it alone. like how you can pick out a lie better than anyone, and how you know somethings wrong before i even say anything. not only do you know something's wrong, but you know whats wrong, exactly. and how you talk. ok, i might make fun of you, but i love that. the way you use random words that don't make sense but it doesn't matter. and that you know you're a freak, but its ok because thats a big part of why i love you. and i do, did you know? i love you so much. like ok, think about how much you love satchels and brownies. ok now times that by like, a jillion. ok you're almost there. thats how much i love you.
[2.0] wooo! best friend time! alright faghead, here it goes. our families are messed up. it is physically impossible to understand our sense of humor without actually being us. we have roxbury memorized (because its amazing, duh.) and could probably quote most of the redneck comedy tours. you understand the humor in having ten drunk men trying to pull an astrovan out of a ditch. our siblings make us wish we were only children. oh, but then, we'd have to face our families alone. our dads act more like highschool girls than we do, and we become the mediators when one gets snubbed for a better bar stool. (ohhh mannn, its like the apocolypse.) we survived the whole jeans fiasco, and you wound up doing better x24357203587203. so basically, i luhhh youuu. as if there was any doubt. even if you are cag's super skinny super mean girlfriend.
[3.0] ohh ok, i suppose you can be number three. even though you know that you're wayyyy more than that. we've known eachother like, three years, and already you know about 20x what anyone else does about me. you are the only person in the world that i could possibly have three hour phone conversations with. you're house is my safe place, and when i need a weekend, thats where i come. only you would drive an hour so i could see amish people. and eat at an amish restaurant. ohh, how much i love you. and you're about to leave. people can tell me that it will be fine and i'll survive it, and i will. but. it doesn't mean i like it. ok? ok. so move to india. change people's lives. but come home. i love you too much to miss you for too long.
[4.0] my life is a lot less stressful without you in it. have a nice day.
[5.0] hiiii. all i can say is that, well, i love you. you're definately weird, but thats ok because i definately am too, but i love you still. mmk? ok.
[6.0] so we met on a trip that changed us both, and i love that. i've said this a million times, but i'll say it again: i've never met anyone that i knew instantly i'd know for a long time. you listen like no other, and articulate exactly what you feel. which is amazing. yes, you do things i don't agree with, but guess what? i dont care. because i love you. and i miss you. but you already knew that part.
[7.0] How many times have we been through hell? back and forth and back again. well, things are ok right now. but if i seem different, its because i'm being safer. because you are absolutely 100% the same, and i can't put myself through that again. i won't get to close. don't get me wrong, you are good. but the fact is still. you are the same, it is i who has changed. we will never be as close as we were, i'm sorry but it has to be. you're gonna find a best friend who can give you everything you deserve, but i can't be that person.
[8.0] ohhhh giirrrll. could i possibly articulate how much i love you? mm probably not. but i do. even if you are (((PR))). and have stds. and are a lesbian. ok maybe only some of that is true. but i cant believe i got to be best friends with you. i love love love you. but i have a confession: you can't come to my birthday party because i think you're a lesbian. =) luhh you.
[9.0] well, you're a waste of my time. 100%. when i first me you, you were so amazing. i talked to you and i couldn't wait to get to see you all the time. but then you got married. ohhh, the shit hit the fan. you have changed. you are changed. i got to avoid you, though. it wasn't such a big deal. but then you became a part of the "vnc adopts a pastor's wife program" and suddenly BAM! you were a pastor. mm righttt. you asked me once if i thought you deserved the looks i gave you. umm, yes. actually, i think you deserve them x730825. i hope you never have children. even though i think you won't since you have said you hate them. ohh waitt? aren't you a children's pastor? mm yeah. not really.
[10.0] uhhh. yeah. if there were a possible way to articulate the loudest scream i have in my lungs over the internet, thats what i would put in this paragraph. every time you open your mouth, i want to scream. and scream. i dont know what happened to you that hinders your ability to reason, but evidently it was something major. you know exatcly what i think of you. we've discussed it numerous times. and because you're thought process is so beyond ridiculous, it doesn't matter what i write here, because you'd never think it was about you. oh no, not you. not the ultimate christian. ohh myy, could it be? uh, yeah, i think so.
[1.0] mm hi. so. i'm not sure how to begin. should i start with how amazing you are? how you've never given up on me, not one single time? how no matter how many times i give you a reason to leave, you don't? how many times you've dropped everything to be next to me. like when you came to get me at school because you knew i couldn't do it alone. like how you can pick out a lie better than anyone, and how you know somethings wrong before i even say anything. not only do you know something's wrong, but you know whats wrong, exactly. and how you talk. ok, i might make fun of you, but i love that. the way you use random words that don't make sense but it doesn't matter. and that you know you're a freak, but its ok because thats a big part of why i love you. and i do, did you know? i love you so much. like ok, think about how much you love satchels and brownies. ok now times that by like, a jillion. ok you're almost there. thats how much i love you.
[2.0] wooo! best friend time! alright faghead, here it goes. our families are messed up. it is physically impossible to understand our sense of humor without actually being us. we have roxbury memorized (because its amazing, duh.) and could probably quote most of the redneck comedy tours. you understand the humor in having ten drunk men trying to pull an astrovan out of a ditch. our siblings make us wish we were only children. oh, but then, we'd have to face our families alone. our dads act more like highschool girls than we do, and we become the mediators when one gets snubbed for a better bar stool. (ohhh mannn, its like the apocolypse.) we survived the whole jeans fiasco, and you wound up doing better x24357203587203. so basically, i luhhh youuu. as if there was any doubt. even if you are cag's super skinny super mean girlfriend.
[3.0] ohh ok, i suppose you can be number three. even though you know that you're wayyyy more than that. we've known eachother like, three years, and already you know about 20x what anyone else does about me. you are the only person in the world that i could possibly have three hour phone conversations with. you're house is my safe place, and when i need a weekend, thats where i come. only you would drive an hour so i could see amish people. and eat at an amish restaurant. ohh, how much i love you. and you're about to leave. people can tell me that it will be fine and i'll survive it, and i will. but. it doesn't mean i like it. ok? ok. so move to india. change people's lives. but come home. i love you too much to miss you for too long.
[4.0] my life is a lot less stressful without you in it. have a nice day.
[5.0] hiiii. all i can say is that, well, i love you. you're definately weird, but thats ok because i definately am too, but i love you still. mmk? ok.
[6.0] so we met on a trip that changed us both, and i love that. i've said this a million times, but i'll say it again: i've never met anyone that i knew instantly i'd know for a long time. you listen like no other, and articulate exactly what you feel. which is amazing. yes, you do things i don't agree with, but guess what? i dont care. because i love you. and i miss you. but you already knew that part.
[7.0] How many times have we been through hell? back and forth and back again. well, things are ok right now. but if i seem different, its because i'm being safer. because you are absolutely 100% the same, and i can't put myself through that again. i won't get to close. don't get me wrong, you are good. but the fact is still. you are the same, it is i who has changed. we will never be as close as we were, i'm sorry but it has to be. you're gonna find a best friend who can give you everything you deserve, but i can't be that person.
[8.0] ohhhh giirrrll. could i possibly articulate how much i love you? mm probably not. but i do. even if you are (((PR))). and have stds. and are a lesbian. ok maybe only some of that is true. but i cant believe i got to be best friends with you. i love love love you. but i have a confession: you can't come to my birthday party because i think you're a lesbian. =) luhh you.
[9.0] well, you're a waste of my time. 100%. when i first me you, you were so amazing. i talked to you and i couldn't wait to get to see you all the time. but then you got married. ohhh, the shit hit the fan. you have changed. you are changed. i got to avoid you, though. it wasn't such a big deal. but then you became a part of the "vnc adopts a pastor's wife program" and suddenly BAM! you were a pastor. mm righttt. you asked me once if i thought you deserved the looks i gave you. umm, yes. actually, i think you deserve them x730825. i hope you never have children. even though i think you won't since you have said you hate them. ohh waitt? aren't you a children's pastor? mm yeah. not really.
[10.0] uhhh. yeah. if there were a possible way to articulate the loudest scream i have in my lungs over the internet, thats what i would put in this paragraph. every time you open your mouth, i want to scream. and scream. i dont know what happened to you that hinders your ability to reason, but evidently it was something major. you know exatcly what i think of you. we've discussed it numerous times. and because you're thought process is so beyond ridiculous, it doesn't matter what i write here, because you'd never think it was about you. oh no, not you. not the ultimate christian. ohh myy, could it be? uh, yeah, i think so.