nostalgicThis friend of mine, who is so crazy about the person who's such an emotional vampire? I used to have fairly strong feelings for them. And it hurts, still, to watch them get so worked up over someone so worthless. But I'm beginning to wonder if I only get angry about it because I cared for them - still do, I suppose.
I don't want that to be the case. I want my anger to have some justification, not be just based on my volatile emotions.
Bother. ~sigh~
When they talk about this person, if you didn't know them - either of them - you'd believe they were the greatest person that ever lived.
I was once good friends with a friend of theirs, who went further to making me believe they were a genuinely decent person than anything my friend has said or the person themself has done.
~shrug~ I miss that friendship. Friendships like that are damn hard to come by. It started as a screaming match. ~g~ Then a sarcasm war. And suddenly it was a friendship.
I want another one like that. I've a friendship that has gone from tolerance through vitriol to unqualified love, but the ones that start with sheer bitchiness - are founded, indeed, on both parties' ability to scratch each other's eyes out if they chose - are wonderful. Although they can never last, I guess. I had a similar friendship with Gemma, here, before the events of the past two years. ~smile~
I do miss that friendship. More than I realised, actually, before I started writing this.
Hmm. Perhaps I should try to get back in touch with them.
Later : Have found a possible e-mail address. Wish me luck. ~s~
Update : Sigh. Address failed. Perhaps we're not meant to find each other again.
It's a shame though, such a shame. I miss the bitch. ~laughs~ We had good times. Guess I should just remember those.
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