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@CmndrSpock Who doesn't celebrate July 4th? What are you, some kind of Communist? Pointy eared commie Vulcan bastard. ~ DrMcCoy on Twitter
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Twitter is a funny, funny place now that I'm following all the crew members of the Enterprise. |D

BUT TO BUSINESS

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8 things I've always wanted to say to others (without giving out names):

1) I'm so fucking tired of you always throwing your shit on people. If you're pissed off at someone at work, some business person, hell, even just the goddamn dog it's never them you yell at! It's someone else who had no goddamn power over them. You bitch and moan and yell at me for some other person being a dick. Then I get in a pissy mood from you and get yelled at even MORE. It's a cycle caused for no reason other than you haven't got the spine to say anything to the person you're pissed off at. And even if you can't, don't take it out on me! FUCK I'm tired of it. You can be such a whiny bitch sometimes. And stop taking over my LIFE.

2) I wish there was some way I could tell you, show you, whatever how much you mean to me. I love you like a sister and I don't know what I'd do without you. I wish more than anything in the world that I lived close enough to you that we could talk face to face. So I could tell you, looking into your eyes so you knew I wasn't just lying or something, that you're the only person who gives a damn what I have to say. So I could just fucking hug you for once. I wish I didn't have such a low self-esteem that I'm even afraid just to tell you that you're my best friend because, for some idiodic reason, I'm afraid it'll alienate you. I could give you reasons. That I'm paranoid because I've pretty much scared away all my other friends. But that doesn't really make up for it, does it?

3) I'm so jealous of you sometimes. Of the things you get to do, the friends you have. But I love you too much to ever admit it or let it come between us or anything stupid like that. I love your sense of humor and that I can talk to you about anything and you're totally cool with it. I can be a perved out faggy bitch and it's still cool with you. xD We have some of the best conversations together and I love it so much. You're one of two people I totally trust in my life and I wish I could toughen up and admit it. But I'm afraid that if I do that you'll be taken away. I'm just paranoid like that.

4) Fuck I love you. And it scares me that I do, that I seriously love you more than life. But I do. And part of me doesn't care that it's messed up and probably means I should be thrown in an insane asylum. Because it just feels too damn good loving you. God I wish I could feel your arms around me...

5) STOP fucking pretending that you know me, that you understand. You don't give a damn about me, you just like fucking around. You have no idea what I'm going through. I want to punch you in the face sometimes you cocky bitch. Your ego seriously makes me want to slam your head through a wall. And GODDAMMIT stop acting like you fucking own me and that I'll do whatever you ask! I'm not your slave you whore! You act like some big tough badass, I'd like to see how tough you are when I fucking slug you in the tits. May sound gay now, but it'll hurt like a bitch. And I'll laugh in your face.

6) Every now and then it seems like we might actually be connecting then you up and do something that makes me feel like I got a slap to the face. You KNOW that my self-esteem barely EXISTS yet you preceed to torment it. I hate it when you just totally blow me off. You really don't give a shit about me do you? Some friend.

7) I've known you for so long, we've both changed. But you give me these looks sometimes and it makes me want to hide in a fucking hole. The looks say 'What in the fuck are you talking about, just SHUT UP'. It makes me feel like I should just keep my mouth shut and never say a word. Have I really changed so much that I've alienated you? Do I weird you out so badly? Just because I don't want to talk about anything with a penis all the fucking time, I'm messed up to you? I'm not the same person? How the FUCK am I not ME?!

8) Do you realize in our little group of supposed 'friends' that there's five of us and there's two pairs of really close best friends and then me left out in the middle. I'm an outcast in my own fucking friends. Do you even REALIZE how that feels?! Can you even comprehend it?! NO. No you can't. Because you're beautiful, smart, funny, and everyone loves you. I swear to God, everyone does. And I'm so fucking jealous of you. It sounds horrible, but it's true. You have you're group that you fit snuggly into while I'm left dangling out here. Floating in the wind all alone, held back by two strings. And those two people holding me back from just drifting away, THEY are my real friends. Not YOU, you who sometimes looks at me like I'm covered in slime. Like I shouldn't really be here. And sometimes I think you're right.