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[narcolepticgirl]

I'm alive. Can't say that I'm okay, but hey, not dead yet.
So, for those of you who don't know, felldown and I are no longer. I don't think anyone is to blame, not even me. I thought he was going to die and I couldn't figure out how I'd live without him; ironically, that's what lead to us breaking up. He's under constant medical surveillance, on another

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[500ml]

I just don't know who to turn to to cry.

:( I'm always here if you need to talk.
(5000ml @ gmail.com, I do the google chat thing too)

[narcolepticgirl]

Thanks. I actually meant real life people (I do have some online friends who're selfless enough to listen to me feel sorry for myself for hours), but I might take you up on that. I appreciate it, anyway.
Also, I've never done the google chat thing and am completely unsure as to how it works.

[500ml]

Okay, I get it.

Google chat is easy, it's part of the Gmail interface, but anyway. Take care.

[narcolepticgirl]

Erm. I hope you didn't take that as me telling you I don't want to talk to you.
I was just clarifying in case my entry came across like as me whining about not having any friends, because I do have some (and some of them read this, I didn't want them to think I meant I couldn't talk to them). That doesn't mean I wouldn't be happy to talk to you.

[silentasascream]

Hey, uhm, i realize this entry is eons old, but i used to know you on deadjournal (which you seem to update more regularly than this these days) - my name was sexual_graffiti.

Anywaze, always thought you were a mystifying and enigmatic girl, which is a compliment in my book. So i'm going to friend you here even though you're MIA.

Hope all is well.