Thank you. Everyone. I don't really know what to say; there's been a huge, (hopefully) heartfelt outpouring of love and sympathy about the death of my father, and I just wanted to say that it means a lot to me
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Write and cry and piss and punch and scream as much as anyone might need to. Take from the world around you what you need and don't worry about the interest. I think the powers that be have always considered everything a personal loan anyway. I also doubt you have to repay it in this life and since I'm not Christian, the whole idea of repayment/consequence is fictitious anyway =} I suppose that's why karma caught on so quickly and is such bull-hockey at the same time. Anyway, theanthlingpsychsociophilostics aside, I love you, and can offer only empathy having not yet experienced a loss so great. You have wonderful people that will always love you
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I'm not trying... actually, that's a lie. I was kinda trying to antagonize you, and I'm sorry; for whatever reason, you caught a barrel of "my father's dead" buckshot that you didn't really deserve. I mean, yeah, I was angry that you came all that way just to avoid me, but more than anything I was just hurt, and I guess I never really cleaned out the wound (what, me let things fester? Really?) because I didn't want you getting defensive and heading back for the hills. But that doesn't mean you deserved for me to unload a bunch of old shit on you when you were being nice
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*same footnote as above.
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Not as funny as big scary Goth man changing diapers, anyway..
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