"We're Dancing in the Dark, and it Soon Ends..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Sigh.

How does one tell someone that one loves her (platonically) and wants to talk to her more and is so awfully sorry for not spending time with her because she is just that important to oneself, without sounding a half-mad scary stalker-person?

How does one get over the very pretty, deeply irritating girl one has thought beautiful and adored for a year and a bit now, who caused one untold anguish and a nervous breakdown--and nevertheless the mere sight of whom inspires feelings of helpless, hopeless love stupid fancy?

How does one get one's friends back after getting interests they aren't interested in?

How does one manage to be a good writer when one can't write?

How does one cope--despite hating the word cope very passionately--with feeling alone and frustrated and selfish and lonely and guilty and Bad, because one has apparent commitment issues, is nervous like hell around real people and now internet people, cannot talk to anyone any longer, and wants to be hugged and mature alternately but never at the right times?

How the devil am I to be the person I want to be when I have no willpower and little ability, haven't properly learnt to be comforting or empathetic, can't advise properly, can't help the people I want desperately to help, don't even know how to take care of myself, and assuredly any one else?

Why do I suddenly want someone to be in love with me for no reason?

Why am I so cold?

Comments

[snowyofthenight.livejournal.com]

*snuggles* I really don't know what to say expect for to the second-to-last, and to that I say: I have felt the exact same way. The solution is to write horrid self-insert Mary Sues in which the girl, you, meets the man of her dreams at a lovely dance in which he falls and turns his ankle in the waltz and you sit and talk the whole dance and all the other girls are horribly jealous. and you have flowy dresses.

I'm really not making any sense, am I. *hugs*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*hugstight* That sounds like a really good idea, you know. I'm going to have to try it. Possibly with Hans. I mean, of course, Boq. I can see it all now; can't you?

No, no, you are. Thank you very much. *loves*

[mmebahorel.livejournal.com]

The answer to the last question is Waen turned down the heat again.

Hope you feel better soon.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Probably. *shivers and whimpers*

Thanks.

[weaselwoman13.livejournal.com]

I just have to object to a few statements here -- everything I've read written by you is excellent. When I read your Livejournal, it's hard to believe you're 14, because you sound a whole lot older and wiser than that. You've given me excellent advice on my writing, without sounding too critical. And anyone who follows a diet and gets up early and exercises every day has got willpower coming out the wazoo. Ok?

Please don't feel like this for too long...it's not good for you. Read some more Wodehouse. :)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

>_< When I said I couldn't write, I meant literally. My two-month-long writer's block is not the least encouraging, consider the number of requents I am presently supposed to be fulfilling.

And my willpower does not exist. I keep over-eating, and I've not done my exercises three days this past week. >_<

I'm not sure what to do about it, but I will read Wodehouse if I have time.

[mhari.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

Message me, okay? I miss you.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

'Kay, I will. Soon as I can. I ought to be working on This Bloody Project right now. >_<

*clings*

[theatre-angel.livejournal.com]

Oh, darling, I love you with all of my little heart and, though I don't know you IRL, you have always been there for me whenever I've truly needed help and have been in a miserable mood. I know that, if I'm ever I'm sad, a little word from you or just a simple entry that isn't even directed at me, can make me feel so much better. You are brilliant and beautiful in all possible ways and don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. *hugs*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Thank you very much. I'm awfully glad I've been able to make you feel better.

But I don't think I can let you say the latter things about me when they aren't true. *tickles gently*

[sansenmage.livejournal.com]

Have one question answered, but ten thousand remain unanswered in this cursed universe.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Alas, very true.