
We've picked a bunch of voices to live in a head to see what happens when imginary friends grow up and start demanding your attention again! RP style
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Have a good day! - Joel
I'm such a horrible person, I made him give up his one dream. Boo fucking hoo!
I didn't spread it around that we weren't talking, I merely told Lissa that I didn't think we were actually talking! We were conversing; bills, the damned competition, the Y, the Pub. Everything but the damned fight, which is what we were both thinking about! So, no, to me, avoiding one topic which just happens to be about the only thing in the whole world we are thinking about is not talking. It's ignoring the White Elephant in the room.
And I didn't know he wanted to talk that night? How could I when we weren' talking about it! Yes, i get it, mind reader, but umm hello, powers on the fritz, thank you very much! And the one night, CONVIENTLY, that I want some space, to think, without 'talking' to him about everything under the sun BUT this, is the one night he wants to come home. And me not coming home is the problem now? Does that make sense? Did he call my cell? No! he called the House. And since he was doing everything he could to SEMI look for me, no I didn't want to talk to him. He really wanted to talk, he knows where the House is! But no, sure, I didn't race home, so now...AGAIN....I am the bad guy. Fine.
He doesn't want to marry me? Fine. Whatever! I don't care. (*logs off sobbing*)