(Tia, get your arse back here *goes after her / him (<apply which ever is appropriate) (Moring Snow, how be you?) (is it going to be a good day? *smiles* (i sound like the guy from the skittles advert where he is like "is it awesome?")
I realised the other day that intelligence didn't exist.
And this was rather a cool realisation.
Because I realised that we were all clever in different ways, and that we all contributed to life in different ways, but that the fact that some people were good at maths and yet crap at conversations didn't make them worth any more or less than really conversation-igniting people who didn't understand maths. And we're all good in different ways. If you measure people's worth in intelligence, then you're going to have some people who are worht more than others. But you're going to scoop up a load of psychopaths and say they're worth more than some really honestly nice people. And if you measure people's worth in how much they help people, yes, you'll get some nice people at the top, but you'll get some amazing people who make a really good contribution to the world, even if they're not nice, down at the bottom.
And what I'm saying is -
Don't measure yourself by one trait, because unless you pick your best trait, you'll lose. :)
Claire: *accelerates, heading towards the motorway* Alright. This is the plan. They're in a white van heading north. We can overtake them and use a bridge to drop on to the roof of the van.
Claire: No. The police would be all over us if we'd stop. We have to take care of the criminals in the van - who, according to the police radio, are armed. Then we need to escape without stopping the van.
Maybe it would be better to say 'ghosting'. I will go back to that now. I simply couldn't let you continue to labour under false impressions such as that one.
Silente, we'd all be a lot happier if you stayed. Everyone messes up sometimes, and no-one here holds it against you. You make the comment section interesting. *poofs*
You can't make someone happy if you don't feel it yourself, so if you feel happy, when Sil comes back you can use what I'm using here to help Sil feel happy
I did not have a point. I was selfish and you were trying to make me feel better (yet again) and what did I do, I treated you badly. I'm so sorry, Silente.
(*sighs at Garr pointedly* i don't know. I get to roleplay with Soph in a different way to the way on the blog? I don't have to watch my back as much and limit what I say?)
*hugs every freaking one of you* I have something to say. And I've wanted to say it for a while. *deep breath* I wish I could meet you all and tell you, face to face, how beautiful you are. I wish I could coherently express how much I look up to you. I wish I could tell you how much I live you. But I can't. I can't find the words to express how amazing it is that you've changed my life so radically. Scratch that, how you've changed LIVES so radically. It's mind blowing, how brilliant you are. Whenever I need somebody to talk to, somebody who won't judge me based on my appearance and age, you guys are here. Whenever I feel pathetic, you guys cheer me up. Whenever I need to be reminded of how amazing humanity can be, all you brilliant, beautiful, wonderful people are here. You're stronger than you think, smarter than you would ever believe, and more courageous than you can comprehend. So don't look at yourselves and say you're awful. Because you're not. You're fan-freaking-tabulous, is what you are. You've changed my life so radically, made me laugh and smile so wide my cheeks ached more times than I'll ever be able to count. The amount of time I've spent this past year talking to you is astronomical. And I only know probably less than a fifth of the people on here. *hugs tightly and hopes it'll be enough to express my gratitude to you* I'm pretty sure there's no way I can make it up to you all, but if you ever need to talk about anything, I'm right here, okay? :) emeraldphoenix101@gmail.com
Ah, Fay . . . *hugs* *cries at that in the same way I cried at this beautiful song yesterday - it's slightly different to happy-crying and it's not sad-crying, it's more . . . beautifulness-crying* *it's good, anyway :)* *hugs again* Thank YOU for existing. You're a beautiful person, and I'm glad ot read your contributions.
I'm just going to agree with Emerald here that this place is amazing, and with Star that no-one deserves pain. I actually had some really terrible things happen to me over the course of the last two days. Over the course of the last year, really. And I mean really terrible, like my best friend got sent to a mental hospital and they didn't know if she'd make it out before 2015. (She has, thank whatever god there is.) And it just hit me tonight/ this morning, and I had to do something but there's no-one to call at 1 am So I came on here Where I haven't been in months (Star and Trip, when I saw your names I cried a little because I miss you) And I just listened to you. You fix all my broken spaces, so... thanks.
(*hugs back, because sometimes words just won't work* You retaliated to what you saw as an attack, which is instinctive, which is not your fault. I chose to leave, that wasn't you, that was me.)
Oh, screw sleep. :P @Star/Silente: I regulate what I say everywhere, most of the time. :/ And when I just blurt out stuff, I cringe for weeks afterwards, worrying about what I said. Heck, even if I *don't* blurt stuff out, I cringe. :P Msd, sorry
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(Bora da) <welsh for good morning)
(Garrr *glomps* sut wyt ti?)
Claire: Please come.
(Hello Garrett.)
Okay..
*stands up, pulling her sleeves down over her wrists instinctively and smiles*
Come on, the cops won't be able to do it without your help.
Claire: ... What's wrong with your wrists?
*accept glomping and holds you in a huggle*
Rwy'n hapus a wedi blino diolch, a ti?
(*huggles* dw I hapus iawn. Ond, dw I wedi blino hefyd)
Hello, Soph how be you?
(I am depressed. Yourself?)
Nothing. Cop chase time.
Just had breakfast with mum and dad. None of them said a word throughout.
What the fuck, guys?
I just can't... I can't spend any more time in the house, I've gotta go.
(*huggles Kas* don't go...)
(I'm happy but tired, thank you Soph)
*huggles* that's, really cool how we're both in similar moods) <for Chloe)
Claire: *lifts Silente's sleeves up with her telekinesis, and moves her wrists so they're facing her*
(yep Rhos XD today is going to be a good day ^^)
Boop
(Tia, get your arse back here *goes after her / him (<apply which ever is appropriate)
(Moring Snow, how be you?)
(is it going to be a good day? *smiles* (i sound like the guy from the skittles advert where he is like "is it awesome?")
Hey thats cheating!
*is quite glad that she put fresh bandages on recently*
(Hey Snow, how art thou?
You do Rhos ^.^)
What?
*hugs*
(*huggles Kas*)
Claire: It isn't cheating. *unwraps the bandages*
I know you and me don't hug,
but anyway *hugs Tia* because you sound like you really need hugs,
Claire don't!
*jerks her wrists back, pulling them close to her chest, hiding them*
Sorry, I was rude.
Hello Sil, Gar, Snuuuu, Soph and Awesome Girl!
How is your day going?
(*smirks at Flick because of Tia's nickname for her* hey Tia.)
Claire: *moves her wrists back again, holding them in place* Stop lying to me!
(I will be back soon.)
(My day is going ok, hows your going?)
(*glares at Dil*
I am good Kas ^.^)
*looks at her feet* sorry..
*sil
Poxy phone
(*grins at Flick*)
(Morning world)
(*readies necklace *)
(Morning ed! How art thou?)
(I be good thanks, how art thou?)
(Hello, Ed!)
Well, no leaving house for me. It's raining, and I have to vacuum the house.
But hey, at least I can taste some blood later.
Don't look at me like that. At least I don't sacrifice babies to Satan.
*forced laughter*
I'm so damn broken.
Have a good day, mbd.
(Oh flick, must you always resort to threats?)
(Hello Tia, how be you?)
Morning Ed)
(Hello Gar, how are you?)
(I be good thanks ^^
And yes Sil, I must)
I'm happy thank you Ed,
how be you?
(I am fine thanks)
(*steals the necklace from Flick, throwing it away*)
(*another necklace forms on Sil * sit girl sit girl sit girl!)
I am good. If good = pissed off at parents and just upset and always, always useless. In that case, I'm really good.
(Kas, you are not useless ! *huggles tightly*)
(*smashes face first into the ground making a dint and squirming deeper* owwwww. I think you broke my nose!)
(Tia, you are not useless)
*appears in front of Chloe*
*looks at Sil*
*looks back at Chloe*
WHY!??
(I have no uses so you're wrong.)
Tia, no one is useless, ok no one!)
(*uses her biotics to lighten the necklaces*)
Claire: ... Why?
(I am not wrong! You are a great friend, you are kind. When you call me awesome it makes me feel better. You. Are. Not. Useless!)
(*stands and hugs soph* my nose hurts.)
Why what?
(I will be back in a moment.)
(Tia, everyone is good at something. You are not useless)
I...
I'm not here to, to bi-
To discuss my-
I don't want to complain, or... I want to be here for you guys. That's my use, I guess. I better stop it with these messages.
Just ignore my last message. Ignore all of them if you want.
(*crushes Tia in a hug* YOU ARE NOT USELESS AND YOU ARE ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS DON'T BE ME!)
(Tia we are your friends, we are here to listen to your problems
I've decided
If I don't become a vet
I'm going to be a psychologist )
(Tia, you can always talk to us. You are not useless)
*sighs* Sil, I don't want to burden you, or anyone here. I'm meant to be helping you guys.
Sometimes I feel some of you don't even want help. That hurts, makes me feel useless. But that's not the only thing bringing about my moods.
I'm here for you. I'll stop the complaining.
(*huggles Kas bone crushingly tight* complain as much as you can, we are hear to listen and to help)
(You AREN'T burdening me Tia. I like helping people, helping you helps me.)
(Tia , listen to all these people that you helped. You are not a burden)
*hugs Chloe*
Okay...
:c
Sil, let me help you.
You, you need to see...
You're awesome.
(Wbd, vacuuming.)
(@Ed I helped like, one person. Which is great, but,
Whatever. I'm here.
*hugs*
(*sigh* we are not starting this argument again. I will never believe that and that doesn't mean i need help. If you want to help me let me help you.)
*hugs Sil, nearly crying*
Sil...
(*hugs back* don't cry..)
(*hugs Silente back*)
Claire: ... Why did you do it?
Jdjdisudhehe
I want to help!
*hugs her very, very tightly*
I don't want to let you go!
SIL!!!
SIL, I want to help you!!!
(Tia, you made a difference for that person. You are not useless)
*sighs, trying to pulls her wrists back* many different reasons Claire...
(I've got to for a short while,
I'll be back later,
I'm still available for emails though)
(I know you do. But you need to let me help you first.)
(Bye Gar)
Claire: ... We should go and stop the police chase... But when we get home, you will tell me everything. Alright?
(Okay Rhos *huggles*)
Oh everything could take years...but I'll tell you what I can. Come on. *smiles* oh and could ypu release my wrists?
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November 1, 2014 at 8:18 PM
I did tell you what the consequences would be if you kept insulting.
I told you that people would treat you badly if you treated other people badly.
You continued to insult Adra.
So then the consequences happened.
*shrugs*
And you can't say I didn't warn you.
(hey Star, how art thou?)
(Hello Star, how be you?)
Tia . . .
*hugs*
I realised the other day that intelligence didn't exist.
And this was rather a cool realisation.
Because I realised that we were all clever in different ways, and that we all contributed to life in different ways, but that the fact that some people were good at maths and yet crap at conversations didn't make them worth any more or less than really conversation-igniting people who didn't understand maths.
And we're all good in different ways.
If you measure people's worth in intelligence, then you're going to have some people who are worht more than others. But you're going to scoop up a load of psychopaths and say they're worth more than some really honestly nice people.
And if you measure people's worth in how much they help people, yes, you'll get some nice people at the top, but you'll get some amazing people who make a really good contribution to the world, even if they're not nice, down at the bottom.
And what I'm saying is -
Don't measure yourself by one trait, because unless you pick your best trait, you'll lose. :)
(Nicely said, Star. (In both cases.))
Claire: *releases her wrists, walking outside*
(Yes Star, well put)
(Hear hear)
*hugs Star-Bubble*
Sil, if you don't let me help you, I will haunt you once I die.
*hugs Sil*
Just... Just tell me what to do.
*wraps her wrists back up, pulling her sleeves down. and following Claire*
(Brb)
(okay Ed)
(Haunt me? Join the queue.)
Claire: *locks the door behind her and climbs on to her motorbike* *starts the engine*
(And, I'm back)
Thank you, Sil, you'll find me at the back of the queue, small and insignificant.
Why even bother?
*freaking hugs somebody*
(welcomes Ed ^^)
(Kas, you are not small and insignificant *huggles tightly*)
*gets on the bike behind her, wrapping both arms around her waist*
(So cold)
*hugs Ed instead
(it is here too Ed, im all wrapped up infront of the computer watching Michael Mcintyre)
(No Kas... *groans and headbuts a wall* I didn't mean that.)
(Tia, you are not small or insignificant)
Claire: *accelerates, heading towards the motorway* Alright. This is the plan. They're in a white van heading north. We can overtake them and use a bridge to drop on to the roof of the van.
(Well, keep warm or your cold will get worse. I am watching doctor who)
(doctor who gives me nightmares
it is tipping down here
and I will ^.^)
Okay...then what? Jump off slide into the van and hit the brakes?
(At least it isn't raining here, just cold)
(lucky, this rain is depressing)
(Better than ice and snow though)
Claire: No. The police would be all over us if we'd stop. We have to take care of the criminals in the van - who, according to the police radio, are armed. Then we need to escape without stopping the van.
(I like the snow, I can sledge down my hill ^^ )
(I will be back soon.)
So...handle the guys inside, slip behind the wheel, speed up, loose the police, stop the van in a field and leave?
(The snow simply increases the amount of times I fall over)
(I ded to the fact it is not raining here)
(ah..good point XD)
(hear hear)
Wow, I really am a mess, aren't I?
(No Kas, you are not. You are human)
(*hugs Tia tightly* I didn't mean it like that...)
(Tia, your not)
You are perfect.
*tries to hug*
*collapses*
Ghost?
(*huggles Kas tightly*)
(Hello Ghost)
(*sighs* I'm sorry. *leaves*)
(Hey Ghost, how art thou?)
(don't leave Sil *huggles Sil*)
Maybe it would be better to say 'ghosting'.
I will go back to that now.
I simply couldn't let you continue to labour under false impressions such as that one.
(Sil, don't leave)
Sil. No.
*hugs extra tightly*
Don't Sil. Please don't leave.
What have I done?
Sil.
Please, forgive me.
.
Silente, we'd all be a lot happier if you stayed. Everyone messes up sometimes, and no-one here holds it against you.
You make the comment section interesting.
*poofs*
(I am back.)
Claire: Pretty much.
(@Soph Feel free to shoot me now. I deserve it.)
(Back in a bit)
(kay Ed
KAS DONT YOU BLOODY DARE SAY THAT)
(I do not know what you expected to happen, Tia, when you twist people's words and make them feel like shit when they're trying to help you.)
(I'm back, Hello)
Tia, list 5 things that make you happy
(hey Gar *huggles*)
(Not this, Soph. Definitely not this. Making Silente feel bad - I deserve any and all pain that can be inflicted upon me.
I'm sorry, Sil.)
(Kas...no
I have to go for food now
I may be back later)
(Hello Inks *huggles*)
Tia,
this will help, (I'm sure)
list 5 things that make you happy
I DON'T WANT TO BE HAPPY, I WANT SIL TO BE HAPPY!!!
You can't make someone happy if you don't feel it yourself,
so if you feel happy, when Sil comes back you can use what I'm using here to help Sil feel happy
*hugs Gar*
Okay...
*nods at Gar* That's wise, yes. :)
Lets Start, think of five things that make you happy
*hugs Tia*
*actually cries*
*offers Tia another hug* come on, bro hug
(*comes crawling back* I prefer it here...there's no French...)
What makes me happy? Talking, talking to you guys on the Blog, talking to Sil...
Hugs, physical contact, the warmth....
*gives Sil a hug*
(thank you Star)
Sil please list 5 things that make you happy (it will help, trust me)
I'm sorry, Sil. I'm stupid and I upset you, I'm sorry.
I wouldn't hold it against you if you never talked to me again.
Now Tia, pick something off the list and think about why it makes you happy
(French is a problem that affects us all Temp, you aren't alone.)
Tia, I prescribe a course of hugs, effective immediately. Go and hug someone right now. Trust me, they won't mind.
And eat some nuts.
(Five things that make me happy? Not French...uh...nothing. Emailing?)
(Its fine Kas. You had a point.)
@Trip: :P I'd like to prescribe that course, in future. :) Hi. :)
@Sil: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Roleplay?
Friends?
........................................................
i'm not in your head, sorry. :P
Now Sil, think about why emailing makes you happy
(@Star don't apologize for not being in my head. Celebrate.)
I did not have a point. I was selfish and you were trying to make me feel better (yet again) and what did I do, I treated you badly. I'm so sorry, Silente.
*offers hug*
(*sighs at Garr pointedly* i don't know. I get to roleplay with Soph in a different way to the way on the blog? I don't have to watch my back as much and limit what I say?)
*hugs every freaking one of you*
I have something to say. And I've wanted to say it for a while.
*deep breath*
I wish I could meet you all and tell you, face to face, how beautiful you are. I wish I could coherently express how much I look up to you. I wish I could tell you how much I live you.
But I can't.
I can't find the words to express how amazing it is that you've changed my life so radically. Scratch that, how you've changed LIVES so radically. It's mind blowing, how brilliant you are.
Whenever I need somebody to talk to, somebody who won't judge me based on my appearance and age, you guys are here. Whenever I feel pathetic, you guys cheer me up. Whenever I need to be reminded of how amazing humanity can be, all you brilliant, beautiful, wonderful people are here. You're stronger than you think, smarter than you would ever believe, and more courageous than you can comprehend.
So don't look at yourselves and say you're awful. Because you're not. You're fan-freaking-tabulous, is what you are. You've changed my life so radically, made me laugh and smile so wide my cheeks ached more times than I'll ever be able to count. The amount of time I've spent this past year talking to you is astronomical. And I only know probably less than a fifth of the people on here.
*hugs tightly and hopes it'll be enough to express my gratitude to you*
I'm pretty sure there's no way I can make it up to you all, but if you ever need to talk about anything, I'm right here, okay? :)
emeraldphoenix101@gmail.com
(Hello, Trip. I have nobody to hug. I have nobody to anything. I have nobody. All I have is you guys.)
(Kas believe me its fine. I said the wrong thing, you got upset and retaliated. It's human nature.)
Ah, Fay . . .
*hugs*
*cries at that in the same way I cried at this beautiful song yesterday - it's slightly different to happy-crying and it's not sad-crying, it's more . . . beautifulness-crying* *it's good, anyway :)*
*hugs again*
Thank YOU for existing. You're a beautiful person, and I'm glad ot read your contributions.
Music.
*waves at Tia and Sil*
Music? Books?
They make me happy . . .
*hugs Star back* Thanks :)
*is close to crying now*
And, Kas?
You don't deserve pain. Believe me. *hugs*
*Tia/Kas
*hugs Emerald*
...
You did not say the wrong thing. Sil, I am in the wrong here, and I know it.
II don't want to harm you like this.
Please forgive me.
No one deserves pain.
(Well said Fay)
(Sil, is there anything else that makes you happy?)
(The same goes for you Tia (What i said above 👆)
I'm just going to agree with Emerald here that this place is amazing, and with Star that no-one deserves pain.
I actually had some really terrible things happen to me over the course of the last two days.
Over the course of the last year, really. And I mean really terrible, like my best friend got sent to a mental hospital and they didn't know if she'd make it out before 2015. (She has, thank whatever god there is.)
And it just hit me tonight/ this morning, and I had to do something but there's no-one to call at 1 am
So I came on here
Where I haven't been in months (Star and Trip, when I saw your names I cried a little because I miss you)
And I just listened to you.
You fix all my broken spaces, so... thanks.
*hugs everybody* *wishes I could stay but I really need to sleep :(*
Bye, guys.
*vanishes*
Ghost...
(Kas listen to me YOU DID NOTHING WRONG THERE IS NOTHING TO FORGIVE)
Goodnight, Em.
*is no longer ghosting*
Good bye, Emerald. And good night!
@Ghost: :)
I don't really know who you are, because of your name, but you seem really cool anyway, so hi. :)
And - :(
Terrible things are not good . . .
@Sil: I calculate what I say here, too.
I think this is a problem. In general, like.
Good night Fay)
(@Star I calculate what I say everywhere its not a big deal for me its social protocol.)
I made you leave when you were trying to help me. And Soph is right, I did twist your words to hurt you.
*Kas hugs Sil, crying into her shoulder*
*...but only if Sil hugs back*
*laughs and cries and hugs Star*
I'm sorry, but I just can't use my name right now because I'm not me right now. But I'm so glad to see you.
Kas: You're obviously very much loved and forgiven. Change your name back already :P
@Sil: I don't tend to as much offline.
But like
this used to be my place were I could be me, and so . . . yeah.
@Ghost: It's fine. :)
(*hugs back, because sometimes words just won't work*
You retaliated to what you saw as an attack, which is instinctive, which is not your fault. I chose to leave, that wasn't you, that was me.)
DEAR LORD THERE ARE TOO MANY EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW
I don't want to attack you, Sil :c
I don't want to hurt you.
I was worried when you left.
I'm still crying.
*hugs*
Oh, screw sleep. :P
@Star/Silente: I regulate what I say everywhere, most of the time. :/
And when I just blurt out stuff, I cringe for weeks afterwards, worrying about what I said. Heck, even if I *don't* blurt stuff out, I cringe. :P
Msd, sorry
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