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I like...fixed some things that didn't make sense.
- why would you want to hurt me in this way
I don't even know what to say. This is one of the saddest things I've ever read. The amount of detail and emotion you put into every single part of this kinda hits me like a truck.
It makes me want to react in unusual ways. I don't know. I kind of want to bang my head against the wall and yell.
That's it then. The reason why this is so sad and frustrating and powerful! Because things like this actually happen. You've captured the human mind and psyche and shit.
This poem story thing feels like a blanket. Yanno. All stitched together really carefully and perfectly and comes together all pretty and stuff.
Does it seem like I'm high? I just came back from swim practice. My mind is useless for the next half hour.
I wonder why I'm telling you that. Huh.
In conclusion, I think this is one of my favorite things of yours that you've ever written. It's really fucking good. Super well done. And you made it ten times better the second time around so props.
Author's responseMir, I'm fucking sorry.
I don't want to make you hurt yourself, even if it's banging your head against a wall. That can't be good for your brain cells. I think I was trying to say (god knows what goes through my head when I write this shit) that the problem with people is that they don't talk when they feel shitty yet they still act out their lies in a community and it's all rainbows and goddamn sunshine.
It's just...it ended so poorly for everyone because he didn't tell anyone how numb he was up until the point where he was no longer numb because he shot himself and she always kept it professional even though she wanted to hold the runaways in her arms and never let them die.
Gah...you. You're really too nice, dude.
Really? I only like it because it has an ending which I could never give any of my stories.
But, the thing to take away from it is COMMUNICATION. As tried as it sounds, fucking talk to people if you're depressed. I'm going to quote Conor Oberst because I can: "You should never be embarrased by your trouble with living, cause it's the ones with the sorest throats, Laura, who've done the most singing."
I'm beat to the bone----oh look! I'm sixteen now. Whoopy. Two years of High School left...look where all those other years have got me. XD
Gawd, I'm rambling. But, to be completely honest with you, I don't know how to respond to your compliments. Their just so fucking nice and...gah. I might respond tomorrow because this is garbled virtual vomit I'm sending you.
Goodnight, dear friend.
May all your Margarets and all your cicadas fly high.
- -nods- I understand. Wow. You have such important ideas for such a young mind.
Have you ever seen Ted? Like, the Ted conference thingies? I think if you go to ted.com that's the main site for it. Anyway, it just strikes me as something you would like.
And happy birthday, Rah Rah. -pokes you- sixteen is a scary number in my opinion. But I think you're going to be alright.
Author's responseHahah, well. I'm still an idiot. I've got like, a killer headache and I stayed up all night reading SP fanfiction. It's a really good one, though. I like crazies and Tweek's a psycho.
Not in the story. Just in general.
I have seen Ted! Yeah, dude, it's awesome. Thanks for thinking of me though.
And thank you! Once again! Yeah, so far it's okay but I was only made sixteen like, three hours ago. Oh, boy. And I just got used to saying I'm fifteen...