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Post by Jacky on Jan 5, 2007 10:06:40 GMT
(did ya get one yet daz?  Or shall I tell you.. why are you not on msn *poke* lol) "How *SURE* are you, exactly?" I ask, wanting to know whether there's any chance that this'll all end with a dying flame in the end. |
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Post by Nikki on Jan 5, 2007 12:15:18 GMT
(I told Daz. . .and I wasn't on cos it was 4 a.m. here ) I've thought about that very thing myself, hoping. . .but with my luck, there's no chance of it. Everything fits together in one horrifying puzzle. "Womanly instinct." Being reduced to two word answers is no fun, but it's all I can manage to squeeze out. |
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Post by Jacky on Jan 5, 2007 12:32:08 GMT
"...How trustworthy is that? Not so much, I presume?" I hope.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 5, 2007 12:44:22 GMT
I look away from him for a moment. "Do I have to wait until things are so obvious that you'll believe me? Because I'd give it another month and not only with you and I see, but everyone else aswell." I don't really want to be harsh with him in any way. . .but this is the truth.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 5, 2007 12:49:53 GMT
I would've given a lot to have a month of ignorance on the matter. But I can't exactly tell her that, now can I?
I rub my hands together and crack the knuckles slowly, considering.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 5, 2007 12:59:50 GMT
"I would, too," I say softly. When he looks at me like I've just grown a third leg, I realize he hadn't said that aloud. "That's one of the signs, if you were wondering." I wince. (g2g cya 'round!  |
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Post by Jacky on Jan 5, 2007 13:09:12 GMT
(*wave!*)
"It's rather unsettling if you keep reading my thoughts all the time, luv." I frown.
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Post by Daz on Jan 5, 2007 16:30:58 GMT
(ya I got it and read up some of the things too  ) I sit down on my bed with a thud, letting out all of my frustration at once. Something digs into me though... ow....I reach to see what it is and the touch of cold metal hits my fingers. I pull the ring from beneath me and glare at it. So much for this being my own space. I wonder how much more of my stuff he's been going through. He's just tryin' to get to ya..Kinda funny though. Kinda funny how this proves that he bothers to go through them. He acts as if I mean naught. But if that were so.. he wouldnt of been looking for this. He knew I had it. Why ever would I of let it go.. He still has mine. He still remembers. |
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Post by Nikki on Jan 5, 2007 21:56:34 GMT
"I can't tell the things you say out loud from the thoughts." But there are much bigger matters at hand. "What do I do?" I never like to say 'we'. Because he doesn't have to be involved in this whole thing, if he chooses. And I'm finally able to speak the thought that's been running through my head since yesterday afternoon.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 5, 2007 22:07:19 GMT
"There's bloody li'll to do, now is there?" I rub my goatee, looking at the horizon again. "...we'll figure it out." I shrug. "Somehow."
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Or shall I tell you.. why are you not on msn *poke* lol)
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