Jan 22, 2009 08:54
Ow...my head...fuck...
I'm...sorry. If I was rude to any of you...you were only trying to help. Thank you. I...think I'll feel better eventually. If only for your sakes.
Does anyone have a hangover cure that doesn't involve me seeking out Father Khidamun? I'd rather not be a waste of his time.
not using nicknames,
still emo,
no loud sounds plz,
i miss my,
ow my head
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I'm down on 13, in the tenple.
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You seem to know him well. Do you know what he wants? And, if he knows what he wants?
[This other man seemed very confused, by Ki's estimation, though she couldn't be sure that wasn't Remy's confusion translating itself. His actions did seem to be at odds with his words, and when that happened, usually...
There was some sort of disconnect between what they wanted and what they thought they wanted.]
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[He sighs and runs his hand through his hair]
Yet I don't know what he wants. He never tells me things like that and when I think I've figured it out I'm usually wrong.
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[She was leaning towards this other man being a stranger to their own emotional landscape. Of course, this was only half of things; Remy might be seeing things as he wanted them, but... she was helping him, so she would go by his perspective.]
Sometimes we aren't ready for our emotions. Were I to guess based on what you have told me, it seems his emotions got him in over his head, and then his head - [she makes a gesture of pulling back a horse's bridle] - pulled him back.
I don't know what he feels, but I think perhaps he doesn't either. If his head and heart were aligned, they would not be telling you such different things.
[She smiles a little, uncertain. This was a complicated one and she wished she had someone to consult. Ishtar's advice as the goddess of love would be invaluable right about now.]
But you know him, I do not. Does that sound right?
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