I'm your friend, and I love ya to death, and I don't like to hear you say things like that. You're not stupid...And I think you'll make a really great vet.
I know how it feels...not to fit in anywhere. I feel like that a lot myself, sometimes.
Guys are so pointless, most of them. I've been out on a few dates before, but you know, they weren't really worth much. I've had fun, maybe, but no more fun than I'd have with friends.
I'm sure there are guys out there who are worth getting attached to. I haven't found one yet, but I haven't given up hope that I'll never find anybody. Neither should you...I won't if you won't, 'kay?
I wish that you didn't feel so lonely. It makes me want to drive over to CA and hug you. ;_;
You are my friend, you know. You're stuck with me until you tell me to go away. Maybe even then, 'cause I can be persistent like that.
I know that, since you've never met me in person, and I've never even talked to you on the phone, it would be easy to think that maybe I don't really mean anything that I say. Or that I'm some forty-year old pervert or something >.< I've got pictures to prove that I'm not though - so hah!
If it gets really bad, you can call me. Honest. I'll even pick up the outrageous phone bill that would inevitably occur. ^_^' I wouldn't mind giving you my phone number at all. And if you can be patient enough to work through a few minutes of initial phone shyness (I'm horribly shy over the phone...), you'd surely have me chattering on like the nutcase I am in short order.
I may not be the brightest crayon in the box, but I try...Especially for my friends. They mean a lot to me.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2004-08-14 09:37 am (UTC)You're too hard on yourself sometimes, you know?
I'm your friend, and I love ya to death, and I don't like to hear you say things like that. You're not stupid...And I think you'll make a really great vet.
I know how it feels...not to fit in anywhere. I feel like that a lot myself, sometimes.
Guys are so pointless, most of them. I've been out on a few dates before, but you know, they weren't really worth much. I've had fun, maybe, but no more fun than I'd have with friends.
I'm sure there are guys out there who are worth getting attached to. I haven't found one yet, but I haven't given up hope that I'll never find anybody. Neither should you...I won't if you won't, 'kay?
I wish that you didn't feel so lonely. It makes me want to drive over to CA and hug you. ;_;
You are my friend, you know. You're stuck with me until you tell me to go away. Maybe even then, 'cause I can be persistent like that.
I know that, since you've never met me in person, and I've never even talked to you on the phone, it would be easy to think that maybe I don't really mean anything that I say. Or that I'm some forty-year old pervert or something >.< I've got pictures to prove that I'm not though - so hah!
If it gets really bad, you can call me. Honest. I'll even pick up the outrageous phone bill that would inevitably occur. ^_^' I wouldn't mind giving you my phone number at all. And if you can be patient enough to work through a few minutes of initial phone shyness (I'm horribly shy over the phone...), you'd surely have me chattering on like the nutcase I am in short order.
I may not be the brightest crayon in the box, but I try...Especially for my friends. They mean a lot to me.