#itsbobbydylan

[itspaulkantner-blog]

I MISS PLAYING MIMI AND I MISS PLAYING SUZE AND I MISS PLAYING BUDDY AND I MISS EVERYONE WHERE DID EVERYONE GO I’M SORRY FOR SPLITTING OUR GROUP INTO TWO I AM EXTREMELY SORRY I JUST NEED YOU GUYS BECAUSE THIS IS MY ONLY SOLACE FROM THE MENTAL ABUSE I GET FROM MY PARENTS AND GRANDMOTHER EVERYDAY AND HERE I DONT FEEL ANXIETY AND THAT GHOST OF DEPRESSION THAT FOLLOWS ME GOES AWAY FOR A WHILE AND YOU ALL ARE AMAZING I’M SO SORRY I HURT YOU ALL I KNOW I NEVER SHOULD HAVE JOINED AND I SHOULD LEAVE BUT I CANT BECAUSE THIS IS THE ONLY THING I HAVE TO KEEP ME FROM GOING MAD AND I MEAN THAT LITERALLY. I MISS RPING NOVELLA BOB/SUZE THREADS WITH FRED AND ALL MY THREADS WITH MONA AND MADDIE AND NICE CUTE CECILY AND LEXIANNA THREADS WITH LEANNA AND ADORABLE JOAN/DAVID AND MIMI/RICHARD THREADS WITH ZOE AND AZURE/DONO THREADS WITH SIMON AND PETER AND JANE THREADS AND KLAUS AND JOAN THREADS AND PORTER AND DOLLY THREADS AND ALL THE THREADS I EVER HAD AND I NEED THAT ALL BACK BECAUSE IT’S NOT JUST ME THAT’S BEING HURT BY ALL THIS BUT I CAN SEE IT’S HURTING ALL OF YOU TOO. I CAN’T PHYSICALLY STAND SEEING YOU GUYS FEELING HURT. I’M SORRY FOR RUINING ALL THIS FOR YOU I’M SORRY I REALLY REALLY AM GODS NOW I’M CRYING UGH

[itslesleyplant]

itsbobbydylan reblogged your post ((what could happen if i swallow five ... and added:

[[*picks you up, slings you over shoulder and spins you around* stop with that thinking ]]

((*hugs* sorry))

[itssuzerotolo]

//OH. MY. GOD. First you said that you're just fine and you're glad I came clean but now you're ignoring me and won't even answer ANY of my Skype messages or asks? I'm getting kinda sick of this because I apologized about a billion times and I said it was never going to happen again. AND IT WON'T. SO PLEASE, JUST ANSWER ME. GOD, THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING FOR. And I know you can see all this and just elect to ignore it because you're online. I JUST WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND but you won't let me!

[itssuzerotolo]

//why won't anyone talk to me? I said I'm sorry and it won't happen again. I mean it... just please, Freddo, talk to me. It's better for this dumb soul to know that you don't want to RP with me anymore by telling me than just ignoring my pleas. So please talk to me. Please, please, please. 

It's not even really my fault, completely. Mae was the one that told me to pretend to be her because I was afraid. But I was the one that asked her what I should do. I haven't seen her in a long time and I asked her that over the phone. Please please please forgive me! This is becoming torturous not knowing what you're thinking or what you have to say. 

I'm not a liar by any stretch of the imagination. This is the only time it would happen. Worse has happened to you so why does it seem like you're mad at me? This is the only thing I've done (that I know of) that's made you mad at me. But if there's anything else I'd be glad to patch it up. 

Can we please just get back to role playing? This is one of the best interactions any of my characters have ever had. Please please please don't let that be ruined just because of something stupid that I did. I really enjoy role playing with you and I don't want that to end.

[imklausvoormann]

Hey, Bobby, what's goin' on, brother?

[pattiexboyd-blog]

// Well that was fun. Talking to Fred on the phone and hear a GIGANTIC crash. 

Me: OMG are you ok?!

Him: Uhh I fell over a tractor.

Me: How do you -- YOU FARM PEOPLE. 

Him: You just don't understand... them tractors Lil, they fly their asses outta no where.. they're killers. They collect in fields and plot how to slay their evil overlords. They've set themselves on me being the master and commander so at every SINGLE POSSIBLE opportunity they strive to thwart my walking... this time they bruised me good, small victory, my sister. AVENGE ME! 

Me: *laughing* You're a five star idiot I -- *trips in hole, falls on side* 

--

I swear to god we were twins in another life, Freddo.

[itssuzerotolo]

//Fred, we should cowrite a Bob and Suze fanfic

[itssuzerotolo]

//time for class now. Got to go, be back around four.