
I hurt.
I seriously hurt.
KRIS: Emotional or physical?
Why are you the only one who gets the idea of emotional pain?
And physical
KRIS: I don't know. I just get it. Possibly because I'm the one whos most often in your thoughts.
KRIS: And I'm sorry.
Thank you. Why do you suppose that is?
KRIS: Because you're more impulsive then you think and you like to flirt with the idea of being evil even though you really aren't. What'd you do to yourself anyway?
I was sledding at Lily and Zoes and I bashed into a mound of dirt. Hard. I think my right wrist is sprained.
And I *almost* dropped my stupid-ass textbook on the floor and had to catch is with my right hand which A) doesn't bend and B) hurts to the high hevens.
ANI: Well you really ought to be more careful about hurting yourself. You'd think that you'd be smart enough to figure out that going down 45 degree slopes that are completely covered with ice would be a bad idea, but noooo
ANI: And you'd THINK that our Kat would be smart enough to figure out that going down head first would be a bad idea, but noooo, you just HAD to do it didn't you.
(matter of factly) Fuck off Ani, me and Kris are having a private conversation.
KRIS: *whistles*
ANI: *looks absolutly shocked* (coldly. possibly colder then I have ever heard her before, and thats pretty darn cold) Fine. I'll just go to my room then. *marches off haughtily*
KRIS: Kat...Are you sure that that was a good idea?
No. I'm not sure about anything right now. You know, this really does need to be private. I'm gonna go finish this conversation in my diary.
KRIS: Ignoring the fact that writing is an entierly right handed activity I suppose.
Shit. You're right.
Well, nyah. I am in one of those moods where I just. don't. fuckin. care.
AME: *surprised* Ka-*notices me glareing at her* *runs off to her room*
KRIS: !
KRIS: Thats three cuss words in this post. I'm...scared.
*places head on desk* I know, I know. I am trying to cut back a little, but when I'm in this kind of mood...
KRIS: *pats Kat on the back* I know.
*looks up suddenly* did my wrist just crack?
KRIS: Yeah, I think. does it feel better?
No, not really. *sigh*
I hate the html coding for this stupid thing.
KRIS: Why?
Because it's not whats used at Sluggy.net. and thats my *real* home on the internet.
And ya know...You're the only one whos EVER shown up there. It's usually stupid, simple things, but you have shown up.
except for that one when everyone was talking bout imaginary stuff. That was all three of you.
You know. I think the emotional hurts are worse then the physical. Always.
KRIS: *coughs* like the haiku "post" and then the (and i quote) "it's like the oppisite of the haiku post"?
Oh god, I just referred to entries in my diary as posts.
Damm straight. Both of those were emotional, and they both freakin hurt, dammit. I mean, my wrist hurts and all, but it's the kind of pain that will go away after a while.
If the second part of that had never happened, in the non haiku post, I would have been seriously depressed for a week+.
emotional pain hurts.
KRIS: I know, I know. Thats part of it isn't it?
Always. Alwaysalwaysalwaysalwaysalways. Always. It's always part of everything.
KRIS: mmhm. *hugs*
Thanks.
~OrigamiSorceress/AKAKat
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