dying in america to come into our own

Aug 30, 2005 00:00

i don't understand why people are so fascinated by physical scars. it's the emotional ones that interest me ( Read more... )

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ginevra_alessa August 29 2005, 22:10:01 UTC
i only lasted a few hours, but good luck.
i would call you if i wasn't terrified of talking to people.
maybe one day i'll be just drunk enough haha
come see me soon, i'm a total mess, we'll have the best time ever ;)

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aliyaskie August 30 2005, 11:18:01 UTC
i would call you too....but i'm the same way. LOL

we could try email? maybe? that's a good icebreaker. or maybe we could plan hanging out like, here in comments. that'd be kinda appropriate, hahaha.

i dunno. i'm a disaster, personally. we'd probably get along swimmingly. :D

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ginevra_alessa August 30 2005, 22:38:24 UTC

yeah or...drowningly!

when are you free for a nyc day?

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bloodluvnfaerie August 30 2005, 06:38:13 UTC
It means so much to me that you are apologizing. I never wanted an apology that you had fallen in love. NEVER in a million years would I ask for that. All I wanted was one for that simple fact that you hurt me. Ashira did that a long time ago and I was waiting and waiting and waiting for one from you and it never came. That in turn pushed me further and further away from you.

I love you Ali and I am so sorry that you are hurting. I am sorry that I cant make people believe me when I see things. When I know things. Know you are blessed to found love, even if it was only for a small moment of our vast lives. Was it true love? Yes, if your heart truly felt it. Don’t go numb and shield yourself from love forever, because love hurts. There is always bitter with the sweet.

I hope you know I am here for you if you need a friend and an ear to chat to. I know we both lead busy lives but despite that I am here. I love you.

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aliyaskie August 30 2005, 11:22:04 UTC
i know. i misunderstood, for so long, because i felt bad, and i felt like i had to....i dunno. prove myself? i don't even know. it was dumb. i'm sorry.

what did you see, did you know, that i didn't believe? because i'm confused.

it doesn't matter what it was. true, not true, what difference does it make? it's over. *i'm* done.

i love you too.
~a

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