sweetprince: (higher love)
sweetprince ([personal profile] sweetprince) wrote2007-05-16 10:09 pm

"You Can't Always Get What You Want" so said some philospher named Mick

Fuck it. I've been worried about this forever. It seemed like it was all going to be shiny and okay, but clearly I was wrong. I'm not sure my two bestest friends in the entire world give a crap that I'm home.

Why do I always need people more than they need me? Damn it.

Also, express, could you please allow me to order your clothes online instead of just LOOK at them. I mean it's all very nice to be able to see what I can get when I actually go to your store, but seriously, WHAT'S THE POINT OF BLOODY WEBSITE? TO TAUNT THOSE OF US WHO CAN'T GET TO ONE?

[identity profile] maypirate.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Wah! What's wrong, my darling? Or if you don't want to talk about it, that's okay too. I'm here either way.

Also I LOVE YOUR STORY. MDGKLDHGVKHDFDKHFVUIDGVIUSGO! It was amazing.

And if you're around and you need me to flail at you about it, I'm online. ;)

Much love and hugs no matter what. ♥

[identity profile] ericaplease.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
Why do I always need people more than they need me? Damn it.

I know that feeling. I know it very well.

I care that you're home, but then, I'm some girl from the internet. :P Either way, I'm sorry you feel like that. *would send hugs if it would make you feel better*

I have a really cute pair of jeans from Express, but I bought them in-store...

[identity profile] cerberos.livejournal.com 2007-05-17 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
I remember the first time I went home for summer after freshman year of high school. I missed my friends from school even though I still wasn't as close to them, and all my friends from home had each other, had 9 months' worth of time with each other, but more importantly, away from me. I was hanging out with them one day, and one of them started talking about how they'd hung out together before. They said they'd thought I wasn't home yet, even though I'd already told a couple of them when I'd be back, and if I were a crier, I would have. Whereas before I'd been part of the rhinoceros, now I was that stupid bird that sits on its head and picks away bugs. We coexisted, but we weren't the same unit anymore.
But it got better. It gets better. If you're really friends, you still need each other and you still fit together...it's just that you've all been changing, and you need to figure out where the new countours are.

Apologies for the metaphors, but not for the sentiments.

(Anonymous) 2007-05-20 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, you silly silly person. If I was not tied hand and foot to the little theatre and PACO at the same time (which isn't even physically possible! See how busy I am?) I would have kidnapped you the day you got home and tied you hand and foot to the passenger seat of my car. Or a seat across from me at Brioche. Or something. Yeah.