a weirdo with no name (salophile) wrote,
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Let love be the noose, love be the noose that saves.

It's been a frustrating day. I've broken several pieces of furniture while moving them, and I'm having difficulty dealing with my Spanish teacher-- I understand her not giving credit for the class unless you have the homework finished, yes. What I do not understand is why she refused to accept my homework when I went to turn it in, because it was "the wrong ones" and I had to "do it from the book". I'm not sure how checking her website and the syllabus and doing the homework as she assigned it and turning it in is doing the assignment inaccurately, but apparently it is. What the hell. If she doesn't accept it tomorrow, I don't know what I'll do, but if it means sitting in her office and trying to explain the problem in Spanish (which, given my previous two years' study, I can speak better than most of the students in the class), I will.

However, that's not really important. What is important is that I have six people in my life whom I love in ways I can't even describe, and to ignore that today of all days would be something akin to criminal.

lyotto: Really, I'm not kidding-- words hardly even scratch the surface, here. I can say so much about you and why I love you, and the fact that you're my girlfriend might actually come in last. You're amazingly intelligent, and I've always been in awe of your writing ability (and your character creation abilities-- honestly, you're one of the most imaginative people I've ever met). You've inspired me countless times when I've been down and out and feeling at rock bottom, and you inspire me when you're down and out and feeling at rock bottom as well. I'm not going to gush poetry or spew pet names or anything, that's tacky, but I love you. I don't know how you're so perpetually amazing. ♥

soloecal: Okay, we're both bratty, intellectual, mildly competitive, and a bit bitchy-- in some ways I think we're too similar for our own good, sometimes, but I suppose that's just to be expected from sister and brother. It still surprises me that there isn't a better word I can think of to describe what you mean to me than "mei-mei,", and what I can say here is all stuff I've said a thousand times before-- I love you, the way I would love a sister if I grew up with one. We've been through a lot together and supported each other through more weird shit than Spike Stoker's got locked up in a vault. You're one of those people for whom I'd do almost anything (and yeah, I do envision helicopter rescues and gunfights when I say this), and I believe and hope that that won't ever change. ♥

blindmadness: It's been three years since I met you and I still think you're just as awesome as you were when we were ickles (or, ickler) and I had no idea who you were beyond "Famine's typist," and I'd be stalking your LJ threads and checking the loggage comm for updates. Matter of fact, right now I think you're awesomer, because not only have I gotten to know you better, I also get to talk to you if I want to be bitchy or squeeful or depressed or confused. I love the conversations we have, I love how we seem to be on the same intellectual level most of the time, love the sadism we get up to when we get going, love the random exchanges of secrets or wishes that we sometimes have. I love the level of frankness we have between us, and I love that I found someone with whom I can be as blunt as I am with you (and vice versa). I love you, and I never want to stop talking to you. ♥

rhombal: Dili, before I met you, I was a meek, depressed high school kid with somewhat tempestuous social skills. I don't know how (I chalk it up to your amazing magic skills), but somehow being friends with you changed me entirely. I can't even put my finger on what happened, but between the time I met you and now, I acknowledged my lifelong obsession with villains, I started writing fiction I never thought I would (torture? Check. Murder? Check. Gay necrophiliac mildly erotic serial killing crossovers? Check!), gotten into fandoms that I never thought I would (how did you ever convince me to read Paradise Lost?), and more or less developed a morbid, creepy side I never had before. Weirdly, my social life is actually better rather than worse now-- I think it's because you're so adorable and sweet, and you've shown me how to be creative, a bit bloodthirsty, and still-- normal. I would not be the person I am today (the person I love being!) without you.

peridium: So much to say here, wow. I never had a best friend before you, and while sometimes I think we're an especially odd pair, I'm so glad we're best friends and I'd never want to lose you. You're wonderful at keeping me grounded and in perspective, you're wonderful at getting me to understand things and people I never have before, you're wonderful to spend time with, and you are one of my favorite people in the world-- you're probably also my top choice of a snugglebuddy for all time. Every time I see you or have a conversation with you I learn more about you, and even though we've known each other for so long I feel like there's still so much to learn. I can't thank you enough for putting up with me for the last three years and still wanting to be around me (be my best friend). I love you, I can trust you with anything and I really hope that someday I can be as good a friend to you as you are to me. ♥

dizmo: Without a doubt, Erin, you are my favorite source of surreality in the world. You're hilarious, and you're crazy and on insane amounts of crack (which is why we're co-authors of bestselling crime novels!), and you're also one of the sweetest, cuddliest, most fun people I know. I don't even know if you remember me mentioning this like two years ago, but one entry on my list of life's goals is to go to Burning Man and take you with me. I also feel like I owe you a genuine apology for being the last one up and so little fun almost every night-- but there's something about those times when we're the only two people in chat, staring at a nearly-blank screen in a state of severe sleep deprivation that's a bonding experience, I think. I love the sheer amount of silliness you see in life and how you pass this on to other people-- through texts, through RP, through fantastically-transcribed voiceposts. You are as refreshing a change of pace as riding to work in a clown car, and I love you. ♥

--And if you're not on the list and you made it all the way through, tell these ladies how wonderful they are! Or enjoy this adorable encounter between species. ^____^

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Tags: angie, dili, erin, heathre, love, maja, peri, spohali
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