If you were sick, I wish you could have just told me that you were going to throw up.
If you are uncomfortable with how I act around your relationships then please tell me in plain language, privately. I only feel attacked when stuff is public because I am a. Very. Nervous person.
When I asked you what was wrong you said “it should be obvious,” and didn’t explain further to me that night. That could have been anything. Seriously. I don’t know what you’re thinking or feeling unless you tell me.
I have literally never mentioned Droog by name in fuckever. If you assumed I was ever referring to him since last May when we were hanging out in his closet, I am sorry, but that was an assumption.
If me being concerned over your relationships made you feel like I was “shipping” you, I wish you’d just tell me that. Personally though shipping real people makes me fucking uncomfortable and better left to the fictional.
You tell me to speak in plain language to you, but you literally do the same to me, and I also get confused and hurt.
And I didn’t know this was still bothering you, I thought we were better, so please, if you want to discuss things and if you are bothered. Just. Talk to me?
I can’t do a damn thing if you just let things fester and don’t tell me what’s on your mind too.
Doing this is just. Really. Nerve-wracking and stressful for the both of us.
Dude I was literally like .003 seconds from puking, how much detail do you think I can fit into that time frame?
It is not a lot of detail and I told you I was going to be sick.
How much detail do you even want even?
Am I supposed to immediately get back online and be like “MERINSKI I THREW UP THERE WAS CORN IN IT AND IT WAS RED-ORANGE!”
We’ve talked about him since then but I guess you just don’t actually bother to listen to me any.
I do speak in plain language but maybe if you tried listening to what I’m actually saying instead of trying to decode some deep romantic meaning you’d figure that out.
Everything you’re saying is proving that you don’t listen to me very often at all and that’s making me not want to talk to you even though you’re saying I can talk to you.
But hey I’m not your real family so what’s there to listen to really?
Go talk to people who actually matter a lick beyond a source of income.
…I…I just said I don’t “ship” you or romantically project about you? I just said. That. I’m not trying to “decode some deep romantic meaning,” I’m telling you this. Right now. I don’t. I never have, and I just said that sort of thing pertaining to real people bothers me. You aren’t listening either. I’m trying to talk. I’m trying.
Why are you…..talking about real family and….money….when have I. Ever mentioned anything like that.
You give me things but I’ve never asked.
Why would you. Say that?
I can’t. I’m kind of. Freaking out. I told you I can’t. Handle public stuff. You know me, you know this, you know how anxious I am.
I didnt know you were still upset. I apologized and you said nothing, but gave me another bird and i thought that was nice and like a way of you saying we didnt need to talk and that we were oaky and we’ve talked I thought we were okay i jist need to calm down im going to lay down