I understand, and yeah, it does make sense. I never thought I was particularly physical, but I have my moments. I think I've learned to enjoy contact. Poor Lachlan... no one deserves that. Especially after his son only just gets born. And at Christmas. Two months, holy shit. Oh, Cameron... that's just... I can't imagine. I've had James disappear on me for a week. Part of me still wonders where they go during a coma.
Can I paint your toenails? I promise no pigtails. He's your brother, I think that's what they're for. The good ones, anyway.
Some people like to think they're still there, and I guess I believe that. Now. Pat doesn't remember any of it because his issues were in his brain. But Lachie has spoken of his time in hospital now and again. He remembers pieces. Tara crying, someone holding his hand, the doctors talking over him, things like that. I don't think they really go away. When Tara was sick, Lachlan just talked to her like she was there. Kept the baby close. It makes me wonder if that's why she came out of it so quickly.
It's like having a wee sister most days. I swear my toes have pink smiley faces on them. I'm appalled. He's just keeping me sane, by passively driving me crazy.
Harri's barely left James' side, and I know she talks to him when she thinks no one else is around. The rest of us have taken turns watching him to give her a break. Me and Ali might have been plotting evilness, but we can't quite bring ourselves to carry it out. I talk to him, but it's really nothing that he'd probably want to come back to. I talk about... well, just stuff.
Your toes would be adorable with pink smiley faces. He really is my kind of sister-guy.
I think you underestimate how important you are too him. And I think maybe you're subconsciously doing it because you're still hurting that he's back but with someone else. And that's okay, you know. It's going to take time. But I think from what I've seen and heard, you would be a big part of many reasons for him to come back.
I'm glad you two get along. I've had girls in the past Pat has hated. Oh my god. Everything from their taste in shoes to their make up skills got bitched up.
I can handle being a big part, but that's all. I talk to him about you. I'm ready to move on, I know I am. It hurt at first, but that was just because it was all bundled into this huge lie of him being dead. He wasn't dead, he was just someone else. And I know it hurt him to leave everyone behind, but I just... there's a difference between breaking up with someone, and moving on; and mourning the loss of someone and moving on. I thought it was the latter, but really it was a break-up without the break-up. Now we've had the break-up.
Really? Makes me wonder what the girls were like. I can't really imagine Pat not approving of anyone unless they hurt someone he cared about.
The difference is usually whether you want to still be in their presence or not. Maybe you're never going to get a proper break up with him, but then, from what you said, you never really had a proper relationship, either. Maybe that's not a bad thing. Mate of mine, Riley. He broke up with his lassie right before he went back to America. She eventually followed him to try and give it a second chance, but something had changed the second time around, and they both knew it. But they stayed real close, which was good because they were both linked to all of us.
Just average chicks, but Pat has this sixth sense. Turns out one was a serial cheater and the other a gold digger. And our Pat can be the world's biggest bitch when he wants to be.
You know, for someone that professes to be married to their career, you've really learned a thing or two about relationships, haven't you? James and I will always be close. It's true that we never really had a proper relationship, so maybe we'll never have a real break up, but it's over as far as anything romantic goes. It's rare to find exes who can get on afterwards, but it's nice that your friends could work it out.
Oh, see. Most of our bunch are hooked up in successful and happy relationships. Sure, most of them came with pain, but I'm a talented observer. You don't need to convince me. I'm happy to give the guy the benefit of the doubt. My Part Two is going to be godfather to his offspring, so no one needs that much tension. Aiden will get over it. It'll be fine, you'll see.
I think he really likes you. He was asking about you.
Ah, maybe that's where I've been missing out. My sisters are married, but I never really took much note of the workings in their relationships, and as you can probably guess, Ali and James were never good role models. That's wonderful. Pat will have the godfather part down by the time mini-James gets born. I hope so.
I really like him. Now I just have to work on his Part Two.
I think you've either got it or you haven't, and you only really get 'it' when you find someone who is your perfect match. A lot of our bunch were pretty promiscuous and wild before they settled. Yeah, he will, even if it's a really painfully sore spot for him in general.
And why do you have to do that? Has the Part Two given you reason to think he doesn't like you?
It makes you wonder what made them settle, but I think you're right. It does take someone who is a perfect match. Why stop for less? I'm sorry to hear that.
Not particularly, but he does have every right to be confused. And I think he said that. I just want him to know that... I don't know. It sounds conceited if I say I want him to know it's okay to like me.
Love. A want to not lose the person once they found them. At least, that seems to be the majority. That, mixed with insatiable lust. Yeah, me too.
I think he knows that, and is still confused, but is going to blame the drugs and pink toes. And he always fails at talking about himself in third person.
Computer access must mean your arms are out of the braces. How are you, Cameron?
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Can I paint your toenails? I promise no pigtails. He's your brother, I think that's what they're for. The good ones, anyway.
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It's like having a wee sister most days. I swear my toes have pink smiley faces on them. I'm appalled. He's just keeping me sane, by passively driving me crazy.
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Your toes would be adorable with pink smiley faces. He really is my kind of sister-guy.
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I'm glad you two get along. I've had girls in the past Pat has hated. Oh my god. Everything from their taste in shoes to their make up skills got bitched up.
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Really? Makes me wonder what the girls were like. I can't really imagine Pat not approving of anyone unless they hurt someone he cared about.
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Just average chicks, but Pat has this sixth sense. Turns out one was a serial cheater and the other a gold digger. And our Pat can be the world's biggest bitch when he wants to be.
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I feel incredibly lucky I'm on his good side.
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I think he really likes you. He was asking about you.
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I really like him. Now I just have to work on his Part Two.
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And why do you have to do that? Has the Part Two given you reason to think he doesn't like you?
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Not particularly, but he does have every right to be confused. And I think he said that. I just want him to know that... I don't know. It sounds conceited if I say I want him to know it's okay to like me.
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I think he knows that, and is still confused, but is going to blame the drugs and pink toes. And he always fails at talking about himself in third person.
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I still really like you, even if you fail at talking about yourself in the third person.
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Likewise. And we'll at least try and get on the same page when I get over there, even if I am a cripple for the moment.
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Did I forget to mention my penchant for cripples?
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