however...when you have a friend..and they and you are at outs with each other..and that person then tells secrets to another about you..and the other person then uses those secrets against you..to post publicly things that they know will hurt you..it's time to leave..
i liked it here..and no matter how much i might have hurt my friend..or vice versa..i would never have allowed those feelings to become public knowledge..
so because i'm hurt and embarrassed...i must leave here..i came here to avoid drama..but seems it follows me like a damn magnet..thank you all for being so nice to silly me..i'm way too sensitive for my own good..i don't tell secrets and then use them against someone..
i have been having a tough time dealing with my mood changes and hotflashes..and i was using this place as an outlet..
i do not like drama..hard as that is to believe...
Whenever you sling dirt/mud, you get it on yourself as well as your intended target...
Some of you truly are hopeless.
Invest in the imagination! It is so much better than your reality.
i have planned to waste my 1000th post on my competition story, but i will not stand aside while one of my friends is assaulted by a person who thinks he knows something. People are made of good and bad, real and unreal, whatever happened between you i don't care. Isabeau is my friends and came close to being some what a sister like persona here to me and i will be poisonedmonkey's uncle before i allow this to continue. You might know something, but read my signature. What you know is worth just as much as you can understand.
Now all of you yell! We want isabeau back!
Some of you truly are hopeless.
Invest in the imagination! It is so much better than your reality.
and one might wonder what that says about you...
Can someone ban this guy for trolling?
I have planned to waste my 1000th post on my competition story, but I will not stand aside while one of my friends is assaulted by a person who thinks he knows something. People are made of good and bad, real and unreal, whatever happened between you I don't care. Isabeau is my friends and came close to being some what a sister like persona here to me and I will be poisonedmonkey's uncle before I allow this to continue. You might know something, but read my signature. What you know is worth just as much as you can understand.
Heed your own advice, moron.
If you are trying to get everyone to hate you keep it up. If you are involved in Mel's decision then she made the right choice to break it off.
She left once because of the similar people, people "who are just lines; text interposed on a web browser", people who act all mighty and holy, looking down on others. You can say all that, but the more you try to ignore them or defend yourself now, the deeper you go. And about people based on fantasies invested in them. I am not defending them, I've seen some people like that going to extreme, but till now I have never heard isabeau being anything like that, and even if she was she has rights to believe in whatever reality she chooses. Some live their life to the fullest, some live in their dreams and illusions, some just live to act smart and ruin everyone else, and it is not an implication.
You're just lines; text interposed on a web browser. You cease having any relevance when I leave this page.
I don't care if people hate me. You're just lines; text interposed on a web browser. You cease having any relevance when I leave this page. I could care less what you think of me because you will never know who I am, even if I was to walk right next to you and tap your shoulder. I don't live for the internet, it lives to satiate my needs and my communications at a given place or time. I gain more through correspondences with others who are graduate students of literature all across the country (and world) than I ever could from a group of myopians who feign caring about one another and knowing who people truly are simply based upon fantasies they themselves have invested in.
I don't care if people hate me. You're just lines; text interposed on a web browser. You cease having any relevance when I leave this page.
I could care less what you think of me because you will never know who I am, even if I was to walk right next to you and tap your shoulder.
I don't live for the internet, it lives to satiate my needs and my communications at a given place or time.
I gain more through correspondences with others who are graduate students of literature all across the country (and world) than I ever could from a group of myopians who feign caring about one another and knowing who people truly are simply based upon fantasies they themselves have invested in.
As for her decision, that's her decision. Nobody pushed her out the door. She left of her own free will. Get that through your skull, and then get on with your (nonexistent) life.
Time to close this thread don't you think?
<whistles for a mod>