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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 12, 2007 17:01:08 GMT
"You would be right. One of the best I've ever heard," She grins.
[[Meh, maybe it was Andy then. He like fucking with our peoples karma. Haha, a good writer? Well, had to be good at something.]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 13, 2007 1:44:16 GMT
I grin. "You hang around some very boring people if that's the best comeback you've ever heard."
((He's actually weirdly cool, too... but don't tell him I said that. *looks around furtively* You know, other than the beeeeyotches thing.))
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 13, 2007 15:29:52 GMT
"Oh, you have no idea about the boringness of the people I hang around with. They're all grown up and shit...or parents...or have their heads stuck up their own asses...and I love them all." She grins.
[[Haha, like his ego needs to be any bigger. I won't tell. Yeah, I dunno what's with the beeeeeeyotches thing...I just slap him whenever he says it out loud so he has to type it now or starts twitching with pent up beeeeeeyotch energy.]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 13, 2007 20:55:03 GMT
I nod. "You hang around with boring, uptight parents? That seems a little odd."
((Nice... hmm. Could you slap him from me please for getting himself grounded and leaving me (Arden) hanging? Grr.... Thanks muchly.))
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 14, 2007 15:12:18 GMT
"It does when you think about it..." She says thoughtfully, "But they're cool, I guess. Ian's always uptight and on edge, and Rowan's all paternal now, and Maddie's like...well, I don't know she's just kind of...Maddie, and Roxy, well, she's not boring, she's louder and more immature than I am." She grins.
[[Lol, will do. His computer ban ends tomorrow! yay!]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 14, 2007 15:46:56 GMT
I nod. "So you have only four friends? Or only four close friends? 'Cause you seem... I dunno, you seem like the type of person who likes to hug random strangers. So I'd think you'd have more friends than that."
((Yay!))
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 15, 2007 16:27:27 GMT
"Yeah, they're my four really close friends, and there was Will and my sister as well, but they passed away, so now it's just the four really close friends that I have." Then she laughs, "I do hug random strangers, but it doesn't mean that I become close friends with them."
[[Lol, yep. He's trying to fight me for the PC as we speak... XD]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 15, 2007 17:12:23 GMT
"Yeah, guess not," I shrug. "Who was Will? If you want to talk about it, I mean." ((Gah... well... let him on then! I miss him....  )) |
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 16, 2007 12:23:55 GMT
Her smile faltered very slightly for only a moment, she hadn't even meant to mention him, "Will was my boyfriend."
[[lol, I did, but then Andy took it. Stupid PC whore...lol]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 16, 2007 13:48:46 GMT
I wince again. "Sorry."
((Tsk....))
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 17, 2007 15:54:11 GMT
She smiles slightly, "You should stop apologising. If you don't ask, you'll never know, and if you never know then...well, you never know which isn't good."
[[Lol precisely!]]
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 17, 2007 21:18:53 GMT
I grimace. "Or, if I don't ask, I don't bring up painful topics that are really none of my business." I shrug. "And... I wasn't so much apologizing. Just... saying I'm sorry. For whatever happened."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 18, 2007 15:41:23 GMT
"Precisely, why apologise for what happened when you had nothing to do with it? It's not your fault there are some sick twisted sadistic murdering fucks out there-..." She stops herself before she can say anything more, eyes darting to the floor for a moment ashamed by her small outburst before looking back up again.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 18, 2007 17:42:42 GMT
I decide not to continue arguing the point that there's a difference between apology and sympathy, and instead I just look at her. "Sorry," I say again, wishing there was another word that would do a better job. "That's..." I shrug, completely at a loss.
That's fucked, is what it is... and there's nothing you can say. But there really really should be.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 19, 2007 16:46:23 GMT
"Fucked," She finishes for him with a shrug, "But that's life, right?"
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 13:25:07 GMT
"I guess." I make a face. "Or at least it is sometimes."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 20, 2007 15:20:52 GMT
"Yeah, it can be pretty cool the rest of the time," She smiles.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 18:13:26 GMT
"Yeah, life can be pretty cool," I agree, nodding.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 21, 2007 15:25:36 GMT
She smiles, "So there's really no point in being dreary about all the stupid bad things that happen if there are good things to balance them out. Put here for a reason and all."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 21, 2007 17:23:50 GMT
I nod. "Yeah, I guess. Sort of. I mean, you could also say that there's no point in being happy because of the dreary things that balance it out." I shrug. "And... 'put here for a reason'?" I repeat. "You religious at all?"
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 22, 2007 9:34:45 GMT
"But that's an extremely pessimistic way to look at things, so I prefer my way." She smiles, "Um...not really religious...I guess. My parents were devout Christians, but I've never really been one for that. I just have my own beliefs, I don't need to share them with a named religion to believe in them." She shrugs slightly.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 22, 2007 13:57:24 GMT
"Amen to that...." I laugh slightly, shrugging. "And I dunno... or you could say that there's a point in being both happy and sad, because both will go away eventually." I shrug again.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 23, 2007 10:34:35 GMT
She laughs, then nods, "You could say that, yes. But I don't like to think too much about things, so I just try and be whatever I'm feeling...which is usually anything but sad. Although seems kind of different lately, so I just try and be the old me and I end up being confused."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 23, 2007 13:25:00 GMT
"Mm... fun," I say. "And yeah, I think most people probably do. Don't you hate it when people tell you that you can choose how you feel?"
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 23, 2007 18:19:00 GMT
"Yes!" She says, "It's stupid to think you can control your emotions. That's what's so good, and bad at the same time, about them. There's one of the few things we can't consciously change."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 23, 2007 21:38:38 GMT
"Oh yeah? What can we consciously change?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 24, 2007 15:09:06 GMT
"How we act like we're feeling," She smiles wryly.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 24, 2007 19:03:10 GMT
"You mean, whether we act like we're feeling?" I ask, puzzled. "I guess, yeah."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 26, 2007 15:43:36 GMT
"No, I meant the way we act like we're feeling, when we pretend to be fine and okay, or something, instead of being fuck miserable. Or vice versa. That's up to us at least."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 26, 2007 17:29:20 GMT
"Hm..." I nod, still not quite grasping it but deciding not to argue any longer.
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