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[Locked from anyone in Angel Investigations]
So there's awkward moments, and then there's... awkward moments.
Have any of you ever lived in the same city as an ex? Like not just an ex ex, but like a really... serious sort of ex, with the heartbreak and the horrible crushing sense of starcrossed-ed-ness, and the Hell dimensions and...
Ok, not necessarily the Hell dimensions part.
But how do you deal with it? How do you deal with going to the store and just running into them in the middle of the street? I mean you can't just pretend you don't see them and keep walking, and then when you don't, it quickly turns into awkward small talk and fake smiles and not knowing what to do with your hands, and looking for excuses to leave without ever really wanting to leave....
And then what if they do leave? All... abrupt... y. And not like they were just uncomfortable too, because that would make sense, but like something was honestly off.
I guess asking for a normal old Yuletide is packing the wish list a little too tight, huh?
Should've stuck with asking for a pony.
So there's awkward moments, and then there's... awkward moments.
Have any of you ever lived in the same city as an ex? Like not just an ex ex, but like a really... serious sort of ex, with the heartbreak and the horrible crushing sense of starcrossed-ed-ness, and the Hell dimensions and...
Ok, not necessarily the Hell dimensions part.
But how do you deal with it? How do you deal with going to the store and just running into them in the middle of the street? I mean you can't just pretend you don't see them and keep walking, and then when you don't, it quickly turns into awkward small talk and fake smiles and not knowing what to do with your hands, and looking for excuses to leave without ever really wanting to leave....
And then what if they do leave? All... abrupt... y. And not like they were just uncomfortable too, because that would make sense, but like something was honestly off.
I guess asking for a normal old Yuletide is packing the wish list a little too tight, huh?
Should've stuck with asking for a pony.
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Not sure I want to see a Hellpony, luv. Maybe you ought to stick to your first wish, even if it is a tall order.
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... And why would it have to be a Hellpony? What's wrong with a non-demon pony?
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You're on a Hellmouth. How couldn't it be a Hellpony.
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Hey, we have things that are not ... so... evil, too. There are puppies.
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Let's wish for puppies then. Even if those come back evil, I think they'll be easier to deal with than Hellponies.
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I don't know. Have you ever met a friendly Hellhound? ... Actually, don't answer that. You probably think they're cute.
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Hellhounds? Guess they have a certain .. Forget it. They're real ugly buggers.
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1/2
You're right. I'm sorry. You're right.
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We became friends, alright, Slayer? Like it or not, we did. So imagine my frustration when I meet you and we're back to square one.
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[... or something like that]
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So thanks.
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If you're just talking to me out of pity, I'd rather be ignored. [It's a lie, but he can't exactly grovel.]
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