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[gollymollie]

sometimes i get really nervous, especially when i am unexpectedly alone. sometimes i forget how to be alone, actually, and other times i like it a lot. it can be easier to be in a group and sitting around and shootin' the shit than to face myself at times. i am a little scared of myself. i feel like a closet fuck-up. not that i'm intentionally

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[insipidincisors]

Are we going to have a sleepover soon? Let's, please.

[gollymollie]

YESSSSS!!!!!! what are you doing tonight or tomorrow? i'll call you.

[insipidincisors]

I might (emphasis on might) be having dinner with Tolemy tonight, but I am not entirely sure.
Tomorrow I have to work from 5-10, but am doing nothing after that.
Give me a call and we'll work something out.

[slickredshakeup]

It seems like you've changed a lot since the last time I saw you.

[gollymollie]

really? i suppose that could be true.

[anonymous]

I wouldn't, Miss Mollie, be so harsh with yourself. Everybody is in desperate, insatiable need of attention and affection; you yourself simply happen to be more cognizant of the fact than most.

[claracter]

I've done it again--why have I become so LJ incompetent?

[gollymollie]

it's easier for me to be compassionate towards others than to myself.

[claracter]

A common lament. That's why friends like me, however, must persist in treating you compassionately (perhaps moreso than we do ourselves), lest you begin to read your self-doubts like the Scripture.

[h2ly]

i want to have a sleepover at your place, too! i'm in love with your apartment (which does not in anyway change my affection and admiration for you).

[gollymollie]

that would be splendid