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I don't always cry...damnit! *sniffles*.....that was allergies.

*rofls*

Bah......tag with my characters always ends up with someone crying, someone shot, someone yelling, and someone baking brownies.

*tags ED*

Thank you Ed

you're welcome.

I never get brownies....

Are you gonna cry sug?! O-o....oh, an' I'd love one thanks.

I only eat 'special' brownies....are those brownies 'special'?

Thanks, but can't....I didn't finish my asparagus. emo

You can call me anythin' you like, I don't get many nicknames, just one or two that I can remember. Like Rubbles, an' the occasional Red.

Snazzy then hand over a special brownie...chyeah.

Bleh, I just don't like to eat anything that looks like a tree.

*Ora ducks the oncoming brownie* People are always mean to me.

If that was a joke....it wasn't a very good one.

And yes, I live in a doctor seuss world. I just refuse to rhyme like it. So they kicked me out.

The brownie was hard as rock. I have better taste.

She prob'ly figured you poisoned it if you gave it to her too. Ora's got trust issues.

PFff, I'm good with keeping a nice distance from poetry. I right crappy poems.

It's true, she really does. And sure, I'll taste test whatever, it's all good.

Do you blame me? I was raised in a den of villains, and then handed over to an evil overlord.

Don't worry sug, I belive you can overcome anything if you try hard enough. Someday you'll be a right out saint.

Ruby trusts too much.

I care about folks.

Not when they're around your tree, or crowding your attention.

That doesn't count. I've been goin' through some emotional ups an' downs, an' debating whether I should be stayin' with the angel or not.

I vote she goes, leave the b*****d crying in his bus!

Ora is just a**l, and doesn't know what it's like to love and be loved. I say Ruby stays.

I don't need to know, it's a useless, and ridiculous, state of being.

Sahira: I'd actually have to vote with Ora. Nothing against the angel or what not, I don't know him well enough to make the judgement, but the ideals of "love" as spelled out by earth are so confining. I still think most of the ideals are still only based in myth. However, if Ruby finds she prefers the angel to other mates, she should go back to him. Still....earth can be so odd.

Minerva: Why leave him? If you're pissed at him, grab a gun and shoot him in the knee. It always works for me.

I say go back to heroin.

Aaron: I don't want to go back to Mississippi! And what the hell?! He's practically my Dad, of course I vote you stay.

What do you mean if it's any better for Aaron?

Tell that to my brother, he'd say you were blinding yourself. I simply claim the exagerated ideals of love, particularly here on earth, are a myth.

All I'd have to say is it really depends on your perception of a "one true love". Personaly I feel it is a decision you make, not a formula or perfect match. Whether it works out or not, dunno, but a perfect relationship isn't made by chance, it's made by effort.

...barely qualifies as a swearword, darlin'

Bah, I can write poems, I just don't write good ones....but I'm picky and traditionaly over-critical of my own work.

She can still get them published in the college lit journal, but she thinks they'd take anything a few steps from a suess book.

Oh for crying out loud. "It is only if you let yourself" ? well duh! which is why I don't. I never made claim it didn't exist, it just gets people to do a lot of stupid things. You say it's a beautiful thing, just try it and see, but you never look at the darker side of love. No one ever likes to mention the obessions, the misery, the suffering, and the twisted evil that surrounds your 'love' in death, blood, madness and betrayal. What is ridiculous is how many people partake of the drink of love, never knowing which draught will be poison, and which will be bliss. I'd rather go thirsty than drink from a tainted cup. .

You make it sound as if love is a necessity, I don't think it is. I'd rather be strong on my own then chained down to something as barbaric as love. To some it's an essential, but that does not mean it is for everyone.

Why does everyone assume I'm saying it's all a myth? Of course myths hold a grain of truth, but happily ever after, one divine love...it's all stories to get a person's hopes up.

I should note that Sahira will not always think this way, she's totally going to fall for some guy some day.

Shutup.

Bah, I'd have to disagree again. It's not about statistics. If it were, then things should work smoothly all the time. Chance to fall in love, yes, but not so much measurable chance. Then it falls on the individual persons involved whether they can maintain a good healthy relationship or not. I know a few people who can't. I know a few people who are attracted to abusers. Statistically that abuser could be a great match for them, but would you consider that true love? That's a match for tempermant, don't you think? And what about the changing of statistics as love evolves? because it does, it's ever changing in a relationship. I've heard so many old couples say they didn't know what love was when they first got together, which is why I've always considered 'True love' as the time tested love. Most of this could just be my personal hate to generalize individuals with numbers, as if those numbers are the deciding factor. It grates on my nerves as an english major. I also have to add that similar social background being part of the statistics is iffy, you can argue it, but there's a lot that can be argued against it as well. I know too many good couples that come from extremely different social backgrounds, and I know a lot of bad ones that come from similar social backgrounds. A lot of my beliefs on love have to do with my religious background also, but that would take way too long to get into. Anyway, Now back to the numbers again, statistically, if you consider it, Bobby would have probably been a better match for Ruby than Arch, but it just didn't happen that way.

ED, you totally need a smoke, hon, you're getting frazzled again.

>.> shush, Ed, my thoughts have been entirely scattered for the last week, and half of it I blame on you.

*sigh* I'm not always six when it comes to mind discussions, so you know. I do age eventually, an' tend to channel the older voice when I get involved in conversations. In defense of my mother, considerin' that last paragraph will make her cry like hell--somethin' I always have to clean up, thank you people-- as lackin' attention as I was, I never doubted that I was loved. Half the stuff I do is personality, not situational. If you knew my mother an' her background, you'd know she did the same stuff as well.

*Ruby is presently in tears, debating her ability to be a decent mother, and trying to decide who to give her son too.*

.....damnit.