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May. 19th, 2009 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sorcyressDear PMS: Stop it.
Dear Sor: Hush! The crying is, yes, irrational, but this is not a bad point of view to have. I think you're justified in being hurt right now, no matter how much you try to base your world around laughing off pain.
Dear self: When the hell did you get so smart?
Well, you remember how all of a sudden all these people your age seemed really grown-up?
Yeah?
You did too, kiddo. You've always been mature, but you've actually started to also become grown-up lately. You hang out with the right sorts of people, and you listen to the right sorts of snark. You know how to write like an adult, and you have a natural aversion to drama. So even when you'd like to say "fuck you, you fucking fuck" to people who are being annoying assholes, you tend to keep it in check. Or at the very least, you don't bitch about them in a public forum.
Is this one of those "You're stronger than you think! The power was inside you ALL ALONG!" sorts of things?
:|
I think that emoticon loses something by being italicized.
Being as we've ridden the PMS pendulum from weepy back to silly, I think your face loses something by being italicized.
Isn't my face just your face? Also, what the hell has been up with me and conversations this week? First the denizens, now you show up...
You're just lucky? Need "outside" validation? Or maybe you're just depressed because you're abysmally lonely. You are cursed --spend too many nights sleeping by yourself, and you start to hear voices! Voices in your *mind*!!
No, that's not a creepily other-people-centric outlook at all. And it can't *possibly* be unhealthy for me or anything.
Of course not! But face the facts, dear Sorcyress. You're sane when you share a bed!
That is a dirty rotten lie and you know it. I don't do sanity, or at least not when I'm about to go all *spurty hand motions*
...That is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen you do. And I have seen you pick things up off the floor and eat them.
I was usually the one who dropped them! Are we done here, self?
Oh yes. We're very done. Have a nice life, weirdo.
You too!
~Sor
MOOP!
Dear Sor: Hush! The crying is, yes, irrational, but this is not a bad point of view to have. I think you're justified in being hurt right now, no matter how much you try to base your world around laughing off pain.
Dear self: When the hell did you get so smart?
Well, you remember how all of a sudden all these people your age seemed really grown-up?
Yeah?
You did too, kiddo. You've always been mature, but you've actually started to also become grown-up lately. You hang out with the right sorts of people, and you listen to the right sorts of snark. You know how to write like an adult, and you have a natural aversion to drama. So even when you'd like to say "fuck you, you fucking fuck" to people who are being annoying assholes, you tend to keep it in check. Or at the very least, you don't bitch about them in a public forum.
Is this one of those "You're stronger than you think! The power was inside you ALL ALONG!" sorts of things?
:|
I think that emoticon loses something by being italicized.
Being as we've ridden the PMS pendulum from weepy back to silly, I think your face loses something by being italicized.
Isn't my face just your face? Also, what the hell has been up with me and conversations this week? First the denizens, now you show up...
You're just lucky? Need "outside" validation? Or maybe you're just depressed because you're abysmally lonely. You are cursed --spend too many nights sleeping by yourself, and you start to hear voices! Voices in your *mind*!!
No, that's not a creepily other-people-centric outlook at all. And it can't *possibly* be unhealthy for me or anything.
Of course not! But face the facts, dear Sorcyress. You're sane when you share a bed!
That is a dirty rotten lie and you know it. I don't do sanity, or at least not when I'm about to go all *spurty hand motions*
...That is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen you do. And I have seen you pick things up off the floor and eat them.
I was usually the one who dropped them! Are we done here, self?
Oh yes. We're very done. Have a nice life, weirdo.
You too!
~Sor
MOOP!