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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 16:41:09 GMT
"Well you should, like when your around me, your usually okay."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 16:45:33 GMT
"So I do lighten up sometimes then, there you go, happy?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 16:54:13 GMT
"No, but if it's all I got then I'll make do."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 17:15:29 GMT
"Well, that's good to know."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 17:44:41 GMT
"Be happy, if you were happy."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 17:46:44 GMT
"I am happy." Some of the time.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 18:00:01 GMT
"Not all the time though."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 18:03:06 GMT
"No one's happy all the time."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 18:13:59 GMT
"I know, it's just, I don't like it when your not happy."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 18:18:40 GMT
"I am happy. As long as you are, I am."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 18:36:38 GMT
"And I'm happy when you are."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 18:38:04 GMT
"So, there we go, we're happy then." Liar.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 21:01:57 GMT
"Yeah, guess so."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 21:07:49 GMT
"Kind of anyway."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 21:23:11 GMT
"Yeah, we could be happier."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 21:27:11 GMT
"Yeah," I say, instinctively moving my arms very slightly so my wrists were facing downwards.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 22:10:53 GMT
I nod, looking back up at the sky glancing back down,"So I'm guessing your still doing it?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 22:12:36 GMT
I don't look at her, just determinedly at the floor, "Yes," I say after a moment.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 22:32:44 GMT
I don't say anything, just nod briefly, tugging at my jacket.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 22:35:31 GMT
I keep my eyes on the floor, remaining silent.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 22:54:59 GMT
"Why?" I ask quietly after a moment.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 22:57:38 GMT
I don't say anything, just shrug.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 23:08:49 GMT
"Are you really that unhappy?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 25, 2007 23:09:32 GMT
"Sometimes."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 25, 2007 23:12:08 GMT
I feel a bit hurt, pulling my legs up to my chest, starting back up at the sky.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 26, 2007 12:13:57 GMT
I glance at her, knowing how that must have sounded, "Maddie...it's not...it's just how I am. And you're the reason I'm not unhappy all of the time."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 26, 2007 17:57:11 GMT
I nod slightly, eyes still focused up on the sky.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 26, 2007 18:00:13 GMT
I sigh slightly, still looking at the floor.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Aug 26, 2007 19:26:55 GMT
"I just don't understand why you do it."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 26, 2007 19:30:56 GMT
"I don't even understand why I do it anymore."
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