― the angry cowboy (dick), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― the angry cowboy (dick), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― Huckadelia (Horace Mann), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:03 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― Stray Cat Frank (Francis Watlington), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― donut bitch (donut), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:05 (twenty-two years ago)
She was just talking about ripping out my eyes though....
― Jon Williams (ex machina), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― the angry cowboy (dick), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:07 (twenty-two years ago)
― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:08 (twenty-two years ago)
― donut bitch (donut), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:11 (twenty-two years ago)
Humans are morose creatures... I think Tennesse Williams said that all we really have it the past... the present is a wink you can't appreciate, and the future is unknown. Therefore we mope around in the past, running our tongues over and over in the spot where a tooth used to be.
― andy, Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:22 (twenty-two years ago)
"We may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us"- Quiz Kid Donnie Smith, "Magnolia"
― Donna Brown (Donna Brown), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sean (Sean), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:46 (twenty-two years ago)
― andy, Tuesday, 3 February 2004 21:56 (twenty-two years ago)
― Shep, Tuesday, 3 February 2004 22:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― jim wentworth (wench), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 03:18 (twenty-two years ago)
― strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 03:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 03:28 (twenty-two years ago)
― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 03:32 (twenty-two years ago)
― blah, Wednesday, 4 February 2004 04:16 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pinche Pendejo (Pinche Pendejo), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 11:37 (twenty-two years ago)
calling/txting to say hi? and then realise that it's still possible to be friends? classic.
calling/txting to say hi? and then be devestated when the other person doesn't really care enough to really keep in touch anymore and realising the whole thing actually meant about as much as a song by travis? dudsville.
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 11:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― Markelby (Mark C), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 11:46 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sick Nouthall (Nick Southall), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 11:48 (twenty-two years ago)
OK, though I had a really weird experience over the weekend in NYC. I got together with the "Great Lost Love Of My Life" and that is strange. We are "still friends" - just about the only case. But it's more this sort of sense of "what if?" rather than nostalgia. It's easy to build someone up in your mind into this great lost "Thing". But then, every time we've hung out over the past ... I don't know how many years it's been! nearly a decade! ... it's been this weird mixture of understanding *why* it never really took of the ground, and being grateful that we didn't even really try so that we can still be friends, yet mixed with this weird feeling of "Ohmigod, but you're PERFECT!!! You're so WONDERFUL!!!"
I suppose, in the end, having this perfect ideal is a good thing, because the actual *him* can never live up to the image I have of him in my mind, it's better to keep it as a fantasy thing.
I can't really explain... sheesh. But yeah.
― the river fleet, Wednesday, 4 February 2004 15:06 (twenty-two years ago)
what does it mean, then?
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 15:37 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 15:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 15:59 (twenty-two years ago)
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:02 (twenty-two years ago)
― stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:02 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:09 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sick Nouthall (Nick Southall), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:35 (twenty-two years ago)
― stevem (blueski), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:41 (twenty-two years ago)
There are surely more levels to human interaction and relationship than whether there is love?
I'm probably not phrasing myself terribly well, as I'm prone to when talking about emotional matters, but, it just puzzles me how people in love can suddenly turn to hatred, or (worse) utter indifference, when surely people LIKE each other before they fall in LOVE?
I guess I'm just being naive.
― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:50 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pinkpanther (Pinkpanther), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sick Nouthall (Nick Southall), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 16:52 (twenty-two years ago)