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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 12, 2009 15:25:11 GMT -5
if you see someone in some place, and know that he can't be there, sould that be interpreted as missing the given person?
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 13, 2009 1:24:20 GMT -5
what? like... are you hallucinating? or did i just completely miss the point of your rambling?
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 13, 2009 11:59:31 GMT -5
yeah,i guess you could call it hallucinating. i just am trying to decide if i went mad or just missed the given person.
so, how's london?
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 14, 2009 0:20:54 GMT -5
i think you might have just gone mad. sad, really. you're much too pretty to be mad...
oh, well, rainy, i guess... i'm not there, i'm here actualy... :] surprised?
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 14, 2009 18:44:43 GMT -5
there's no such thing. i could be miss. universe and be the craziest person in the whole world.
you are... here?
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 15, 2009 1:07:25 GMT -5
of course you would say that, cus you are talking about yourself, but if you were talking about another person, I don't think you would...
yes. in paris. my mum wanted me to look after my sisters since there here now too.
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 15, 2009 2:09:30 GMT -5
possibly. anyway, i'm convinced i'm not going mad, soo, it doesn't matter anymore /:
that's sad... on your sisters' part, i mean. now they r only free to a certain extend :c
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 15, 2009 23:50:19 GMT -5
will you hit me if i say i still think your mad? :]
not so much really, my mom forgets i'm a terrible looker outer for, i can't even look after myself half the time. though, admittedly i'm a alittle more careful with my sisters. i don't suffocate them or anything, but they know not to get out of line or i'll kick their asses.
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 16, 2009 3:56:45 GMT -5
yeah, I will. I will apologise afterwards, though c:
not nice. you should look up to vince, he is like, the most chill brother one could have.
& let's ignore that I just said chill.
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 16, 2009 22:00:41 GMT -5
even if you apologize, you won't mean it...
it's not like i yell at the over every little thing, but when aspen is calling me at three in the morning, off her face to come pick her up at a party and she looks like a three cent whore then i think siome kind of reaction is allowable no?
oh, no. i'll tease you about that until forever...
since i am here in this wonderful city, how about we do something? i get terribly bored with playing babysitter all day. :]
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 17, 2009 0:24:06 GMT -5
probably. but I'll try to look sincere c:
i guess it is a good thing that they have you to call. when I'm in such a situation, I know that my brother will be somewhere around, looking even more fucked up than I do :/
then I'll have to hit you again.
we need to do sth. you're in my city now, I shall introduce you to the wonders of paris (:
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 17, 2009 1:13:22 GMT -5
thank you, you're a lovely woman.
depending on the day and time of night i'm sure it'd be no different with my sisters. luckily, they fell the need to check in and let me know they will be out. so at least i know when i'm not allowed to have fun. :]
that's okay... i like it rough. ;]
i'm looking forward to it.
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 17, 2009 2:14:01 GMT -5
indeed I am c:
you should not have said that. I was picturing you all trustworthy, dependable and mr. darcy like, and you've ruined the image.
I knew you'd have said sth. along those lines ...
and you should.
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Post by wesley breckenridge on Nov 17, 2009 4:10:52 GMT -5
not that you really needed me to tell you that...
that's fine, mr darcy was an asshat anyways. i don't get why he such a magnificient character to compare a real life man against.
would you like me to show you what i mean sometime?
so when can i expect this wonderful tour of the city?
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Post by cleménce de brosse on Nov 17, 2009 5:30:55 GMT -5
don't mess with mr. Darcy, kid. ever.
no, I'm pissed at you.
breakfast at somewhere near seinne, touring the studios of my crackie artist friends, you carrying my bags as I shop, dinner at some rooftop, underground clubbing, the end. as you can see, this plan requires your whole day.
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