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It's good to know exactly who you are without having to over analyze it.
Because it means when people develop bullshit opinions about you
you can point it out for just what it is.
I don't dig the whole game thing. Unless it's a playable game and both the players know what's up.
I'm actually kind of sorry... I can guess that Wes didn't read the letter I wrote him. I didn't really think he would. But dialogue would have been nice.
Nothing is ever irrepairably broken.
Usually, the more sure I am of my opnion of someone, the less I can count on it. Most poeple are like that too.
Be careful who you categorize and write off. You may be labelling wrong. ::shrug:: it happens. But I just... I don't trust myself that much. I double and triple check. I change my mind *a lot*. I like that about me.
I'm trying to build a friendship with someone I fucked over once upon a time just through my need to be 'nice'
Honesty is so much more important than being nice.
Oh yeah. and there's this person here who thinks I'm stupid, who thinks I get involved in things that have nothing to do with me and that I should just keep my shit to myself.
That's fine, ya know.
::nods::: it's alright that she feels that way. It's alright that she feels defensive when I say stuff in her friend's journal. It's alright that she defended herself when I called her rude. In fact, dammit, I PREFER that.
But extrapolating the lil bits and pieces of me that are generally visible into a picture of a person is pretty lame.
I could read her comments to the friend and assume that she kisses a lot of ass to get in good. That her 'jokes' are just flirts and that really, that's all she's about. Attainment, posession...
But I don't. Because I've also taken a peek at her actual journal and seen that she's got a lot more going on. I have to see from all the things that I *can't* see that there's this vast life beneath the surface of the type face. I have to assume that the iceberg has a base.
::shrug:::
but again, that's just me.
Just wish I could agree to mutual terms with people. It's not really my goal to breed hate and discontent. I just get annoyed at people when I think they're treating people I care about with less than the best of what they have to give.
Just need to realize that people relate in different ways and, necessarily, there are levels to friendship and aquaintenceship.
Sometimes the friends you have aren't for your benefit, but theirs.
I already know this.
And sometimes, the 'friends' you have aren't for either of your benefits but because it's just simpler to leave it be.
I dunno, I'm rambling.


I'm not gonna respond to the poo anymore.
Because it's devolved from what was actually being talked about into a personal attack.
Which is pretty fucking funny considering the person attacking couldn't know less about the person she's attacking.
Hehe.. it's like she's been waiting for a week for a reason to yell about the things that got to her about me last week. And ya know... it also seems to be more about how she thinks I interact with her friend than it has to do with what I said.
Protectiveness.
"MINE MINE MINE!" heheh
::shakes her head::
Okay, enough about this.
Because this is all I'm gonna say about it.
Sorry I pissed ya off so much, Amiee. Had I known it was going to get you so twisted, I would have just shut up. And had I known you were just waiting for a reason to spew at me, I would have already given you that opportunity.
Pop the zit!
heh.
poo.


Torrential flood down the driveway
Imma go lay down in it.

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