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Angel with a Shotgun - The Cab

I do. Wondering if you've really forgiven me.

“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.”

“Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t. Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die. Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.”

Dear Anonymous(es), Thank you for your concern. It'll blow over, I'm sure. ~ IU ~ ~ ~ Dear Anonymous, You're amazing, you know that? You're a good friend. Really, really good. I wish I could be the kind of friend you are. Thank you, thank you, thank you. ~ L ~ ~ ~ Dear Anonymous, I'm glad you're doing fine. Good luck tomorrow. You'll ace it. 80% and you're golden. Still miss you. Stay safe. Talking to P isn't the same as talking to you, y'know. I'm sorry. ~ L

“You had to stand there saying: I love you, I love you, I love you we're soulmates, you and I, but that doesn't mean it works that doesn't mean it works that means my soul can't bear to be without yours but that doesn't mean it works.”

Dear Anonymous, I selfishly still want you to care. ... I miss you I miss you I miss you. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. ... It'll fade. Everything does. It's best that you don't talk to me. I screwed up. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. ... I miss you. I miss you a lot. You were so important to me. Too important. Maybe it was bound to happen one way or another. You should probably forget me and I should probably forget you. ...I'm so selfish. I'm sorry. ~ L

Dear Anonymous, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I. I'm so sorry I just...I shouldn't have I'm sorry. Maybe it wasn't completely my fault because maybe we both had a hand in it but no. No I should have stopped it when I could I. I don't want your life to go to shambles. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so so sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. What the hell was I thinking. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. God, I'm sorry. Maybe I'll just stay away. Would it be best that way? I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. ~ L

Dear Anonymous, I don't blame you anymore. - Someone who changed ~ ~ ~ Dear Anonymous, It seems like I really shouldn't stay anywhere for too long, doesn't it? It seems like it's slowly becoming a pattern. The thing is, it could've been so much better. It could've been great. And now honestly I see it falling apart. And to be quite honest, I can't bring myself to care anymore. S left. And then now J. Chances are, in two weeks, more of them will be gone. And what will you do then? And perhaps I should've done more, but...to be honest, no. No. I did more than you. I was more open than you. I talked to them more than you, I conversed with people, I was willing to change more than you. I knew them better. And maybe it's rude and crude of me to put it that way, but it's also true. Most of the time, I think that it's me that's the problem, but it's not. Not this time. I know you're busy, but maybe if you just...I don't know. Maybe if you listened a little more. You are so set in your ways. You want to make it too difficult. And then, guess what? It's not fun. It's not the same. Maybe it's everyone else also, maybe I should take the blame, but I can't do it all by myself and really, for the past two months, that's all I've been doing. I want to leave. I want to quit. Except I'm not gonna do that. Not because you're my friend, because that's not how I define us. Not because I care anymore. Only because I once cared. Because I once cared and loved this and made unforgettable friends and thought out unbelievable stories in my mind that will crumble to dust. Because it was once beautiful. So I'll stay until the end. It's coming. I know it, you know it. I think everyone does, actually. I will be there because it is sad for anyone to have to go anywhere alone. ~ L

I'm pretty terrible at keeping my promises when it comes to that. Does once every five months count as one every blue moon?

Ah, that's great! You're still writing? What are you working on? Man, I haven't updated any of my fics in like a bazillion years. XD I mean I still write a lot, but not on FF.

<33 Bit easier to talk on here, I admit. XD Mm, I could, but chances are I won't.

I'll probably disappear in a couple of days but it's kinda nice being around right now.

Lies.

Hugaphobia (not an actual thing) - fear of being hugged. But only from behind. Soteriophobia - fear of dependence Atychiphobia - fear of failure (not as much as before) Finally took the time to define what I think my fears are. Bit of fear of disappointing and upsetting others as well. I fear dependence most.

Sorry. D: Mistake corrected. And I don't lurk that often anymore. <3 I haven't done so in a long while.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'VE GONE MIA RECENTLY YOU WENT MIA FOR FOREVER. I admit my disappearing, whoops, hi.

"In the end, we're just lost souls trying to live."

"We have so much to say and we shall never say it."

"We live as we dream--alone."