Once upon a time there was this kid. Cute little thing. Big teeth in a big smile. Always said what he meant, until he started lying, but that's a different story.
He felt things pretty intensely, or just never realized that he shouldn't wear his hear on his sleeve like everyone else. Scary movies made him so frightened he would puke. To his friends, he was just a bit too friendly, a bit too open, a bit too weird. At home, he always had the sense that he had done something wrong, and so he became apologetic just for being being there, in the way, all the time. His despair when someone said he wasn't their friend any longer, though definitely over-reactive, was never feigned. His terror of new people and situations was crippling. And oh, how he could hate. How he could rage. Without his paralyzing fear of reprisal, he'd have had a rather more unhealthy enjoyment of retribution, to exact in physical pain the emotional torment inflicted upon him by his peers. If he had ever learned how to fight, he would have tried harder to catch the bastards.
And there was his problem. He didn't have a lot of what you might call middle gears. He was just a bit too much for people to cope with. It was hard for him to make friends, and that didn't help at all. Over the years, he saw a pattern, even if he didn't quite understand it. He would meet someone who thought he was cool, nothing special personality wise. Then he was AWESOMESAUCE BFF. Then he and this friend became inseperable, and it is an important note that this was on both sides, not just his, at least 50% of the time. Then something happened that the kid wasn't ever sure of, and the other person would throw their hands up in disgust and walk away, usually to never be heard from again.
It was a cause of great distress to him when a cycle completed itself, because he didn't know what he was doing wrong to screw everything up.
Eventually, he became terrified of any little thing becoming the "something happened" part, and it made everything worse.
At least, it bothered him until he learned about pills.
*chompf*
I think I know this guy. Awesome writing, Freeky.
This is rather disturbing. Definitely going to be mulling this over for the rest of the day.
I think I AM this guy. Or almost was, anyway.
Quote from: Doktor M. Phox0 on February 16, 2012, 01:34:40 PM
This is rather disturbing. Definitely going to be mulling this over for the rest of the day.
Julia :fnord: (http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,31650.0.html)
(http://i42.tinypic.com/2vx1651.jpg) 20120218 Julia
LOOK
i know very VERY well there is no way for me to comminuakate
with any earthling feemails on this planet under current conditions.
thUS: these R your orders:
ATTempt to communicate with her
try to convince her to log in to her photo
at the fnord above to modify the image HER way
Tanks: /-/Ub'
March 21