Public Service Announcement
Oct. 6th, 2008 09:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dear good ol Body 'o mine,
Hey there! it's me again, your friend, the Brain.
Now, i know you probably don't want to listen to anything I have to say here, but do hear me out. I implore you. I know, we've been through some seriously wrong shit and some words were said and one thing led to another and all and...well, needless to say I can understand why you're upset. Now I swear, I'm not leaving you anytime soon, you can be sure of that, but neither are you leaving me at this point and you know it, so there's no point in getting nasty. I can stand being ignored for a bit, and I can stand you're little acts of independence now and then, but this...this is really pushing it.
Reasonably, I admit that I stressed you out, and for that I apologize. Truly, it was uncalled for (despite everything we were BOTH going through at the time, mind you) but it wasn't like it was all that bad, I mean, I've done worse and you know it. So to reach for something so entirely painful isn't really fighting fair and is rather uncalled for. Personally, I'm not gonna go and have some kind of aneurysm the moment you stub your toe, or hemorrhage unnecessarily when things aren't going my way. It's rude and completely inappropriate, despite what you may think of me.
Thus with respect, I humbly request that you stop what you're doing. Right now, cease and desist, I know you can do it, and turn back to that mentality we were in a few days ago where we were stress free and -nothing hurt-. I know I don't deserve it, but honestly, do either of us really want to go through this all over again? I mean, you DO remember what it was like the first time, yes? Back in 2006? Cause man I do, and that was a whole hell of a lot of not-fun. Stomach-aches i can handle. Knee issues I'm working with (i swear), and shoulder i can deal with on occasion. Hell, i'll even take a migraine for a little while if you really think I deserve some kind of punishment here...but seriously, stop what you're doing and where you're going, for both of our sakes. I'm not trying to make demands, I'm asking NICELY. Because it SUCKS. And neither one of us needs to be miserable if we can help it, right?
Right?
I gave you peanut butter today, don't forget. It's your favorite and all, I remember these things. And you know I love you, right?
Truce?
-Your humble and loving manager,
The Brain
Just when I thought they'd blown the all clear...there were sharks in the water. ;.;
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