Comments | lucilu: St-st-stop st-stammering. St-top stammering.

lucilu

St-st-stop st-stammering. St-top stammering.

Jun 01, 2004 12:55

I feel like I have wanted to update my journal for weeks now. Every time I login onto the LiveJournal page I think.. "I really want to write something" - I sit, and I stare.. I start to think again. I figure that all the stuff here is like I'm putting myself on a broken record player, talking about the problems over and over again ( Read more... )

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slothphil May 31 2004, 19:16:44 UTC

You certainly haven't seemed to be showing that much strain when I've chatted to you. Perhaps you shouldn't hide it so well.

*friendly hugs*

lucilu May 31 2004, 19:30:39 UTC

Hiding is what I do best. 'Tis habit. Thankiee for the cuddles.

*snugglehugs back*

slothphil May 31 2004, 19:58:09 UTC

Sloths are good at hiding too :-)

ubermeg May 31 2004, 22:24:43 UTC

*big hug*

P.S - that icon is HAWT. What a fox ;)

lucilu May 31 2004, 22:59:32 UTC

*cuddlehug bag* Thankiee, Miss.

And you're flattering me too much. Pssh. I think your icon is hawt-er. Plus that one of you-looking-down is to die for. *dribbles on ubermeg*

morbid_curious June 1 2004, 02:38:56 UTC

Most of the living spent little time actually living. Sometimes people seem to forget how. I know I have to keep reminding myself from time to time.

Perhaps getting some of your frantic and scary out onto canvas would help..?

lucilu June 1 2004, 15:46:49 UTC

Hm. Interesting concept, that. Living and all. *chuckles and smiles* I feel whatever I do, though, is not enough? Maybe that doesn't make sense. It's hard to describe it. I'm just very 'lost' as it is.

In fact, this journal entry must of triggered a dream last night. I remember falling. I was all weightless, with the wind running through my hair. And then I started to panic, realizing that I was falling. There was nothing I could do.. But I turned frantic..

I shall try the painting. Thankiee kindly, Morbid. *cuddlehugs*

morbid_curious June 1 2004, 17:30:55 UTC

It makes perfect sense - you're in an environment where nothing is ever good enough, no matter what you do. I'd probably feel quite lost, too.

Next time you dream of falling, try to remember that you have wings. Even if you can't see 'em.
*hug*

nipps June 1 2004, 02:42:31 UTC

The women’s a goddess growing up in a murky shit covered world
& here is me feeling helpless cause I cant' hold her hand.
So I shut up.

lucilu June 1 2004, 15:48:43 UTC

*frowns* Shutting up is what I do best, but it's what you shouldn't do. In fact, I was rather surprised and taken a back when I saw your comment, or the fact that you had even posted. I hope you're okay. Message me sometime, mkay?

(Psst. I'm far from any goddess dear.)

Subject? I dunno... anonymous June 2 2004, 11:14:39 UTC

I wish I had all the answers for you hon, but I am still trying to figure mine out. After 46 years, I still don't know fuck-all. All I know is the world is a better place with you in it. I am always the one begging you to live and keep trying, but I'm selfish that way. I need you as much as you need me girl! If I had some solid reason for you living....all I can say is live for moments, a butterfly gently fluttering by, the bleat of a newborn lamb, a friendly lick from Flo-these sustain us moment by moment. As for the pain, 'this too shall pass'.
Catnip (Lame ass comment, but hey, what can you expect from me?)