Oh, Again
Alternative titles for this post:
All My Relationships Go To Shit
How Come I Always Fuck It Up?
This Time It Really Hurts
So, yes, if you need me I'll be drinking myself into oblivion.
posted by Léonie at 2:06 am
Sunday, November 05, 2006
All My Relationships Go To Shit
How Come I Always Fuck It Up?
This Time It Really Hurts
So, yes, if you need me I'll be drinking myself into oblivion.
About Me
- Name: Léonie
- Location: Manchester, United Kingdom
I live in Manchester, I sing songs, write stuff and play cello. One third of Eggs Collective. My other site is www.leoniekate.com.
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21 Comments:
Oh Léonie I'm so sorry. That's really sad to hear. Not the first post I expected to comment on after all my finally catching up on my blog reading. I'm really sorry.
I have nothing really helpful to say, except it hurts like the shit, and don't feel bad about feeling hurt and sad. And I doubt you fucked it up your altogether wonderful.
Have a Margarita. It's a good drinks when things turn to shit.
9:48 am
Look on the bright side, at least you don't have to get up in the morning?
Seriously though, I'm sorry to hear you're unhappy. But if it was you that made the decision, then you know it wasn't right, and if he did, then he's clearly not the one for you anyway. Time to move on (after getting horrendously drunk).
Chin up.
10:43 am
Oh sweetie. I am so sorry. I don'y even know what to say, it is such a shock.
Hope that you are ok.
12:48 pm
oh no. This doent read like something good happened. I am sorry.
1:59 pm
I'm so sorry to hear this. I hope you are holding up.
5:11 pm
I've been there and it's rubbish.
Life's bollocks sometimes, quite frankly.
5:13 pm
Ah, I'm alright. You are all very nice.
My chin she is up.
Thanks for the nice comments, sympathy is greatly appreciated. For other things that are greatly appreciated see: compliments. Also: shoes.
5:21 pm
You'll be lucky. I can hardly afford to put clothes on my own back, let alone shoes on yours. Your feet that is. Not your back.
Will a compliment suffice? (although you'll be lucky with that too...)
6:05 pm
I am trying to write a comment which combines 'Oh dear' with 'How nice to meet you yesterday' seamlesssly.
I do not think I am pulling it off, frankly.
I shal have to come back another day and Try Again
:)
6:12 pm
I wish I stayed up a little later the last time I saw you, but I thought I could catch up with you the next day, when my stomach wasn't struggling to process an entire bottle of red wine. In any case I do heart you, boyfriend who lives in the same house as my boyfriend or no.
8:08 pm
Possibly not the best timing to say 'hello' but I did want to say hello, it was good to meet you yesterday.
And sorry to read that you're hurting: hoping that your pain heals very soon.
Hugs,
Zx
8:10 pm
As small a consolation as this may be, coming from a lurker who seldom comments...
You are gorgeous
You are funny
You are talented
And I'm lucky enough to have been accepted as one of your friends on MySpace
8:10 pm
I'm in that same crap place too, so I won't bother with the platitudes. I would offer the words of wisdom Tim offers Brian after his split with Twist in Spaced, but I can neither remember them or find them. Instead I will direct you to Tim and Mike schooling Brian in the art of men’s unspoken telepathy because... well, like I said, I couldn’t find the other bit.
9:33 pm
You have very pretty shoes.
9:07 am
Huw - Spaced is amazing, now I'm not getting any work done.
Léonie - I have an old pair of shoes that I don't wear anymore? Size eight/nine? x
9:46 am
Oh no, and you seemed so happy on Sat.
Compliments I can do. You were a singularly bubbly, smiley and beautiful presenceon Sat, and I particularly loved your green dress. I'm sorry I didn't get to chat to you more - I wanted to ask you about your music and how you were finding the Officially Creative Full Time Life.
But you are lovely, and I refuse to believe there won't be some other gorgeous young man sitting in the wings and waiting for you to notice them.
(If you were wondering who I am, I'm the one who sends people cakes)
10:23 am
* Is a handsome young man sitting in the wings waiting to be noticed *
11:06 am
Hello, Sorry I didn't say hello on Saturday, was a bit of a jet-lagged, one-hour-sleep-on-plane, first alcohollic beverage for 34 days whirl, and was too busy gossipping with Petite to realise how little time we had - hope you feel better soon
xx
12:37 pm
ponies?
12:47 pm
Oh Leonie, what a crushing shame. However it happened, for whatever reasons the pain is the pain. This too will pass, which is trite, but true. Someone better, truer, will be out there, promise!
2:27 pm
Aw crap. That sucks.. like.. a lot. And I'm sending you virtual hugs and ponies.. and all the usual hope you feel better things even tho you have ways to purge. Damn. I'm just sorry sweetie. Break ups suck no matter which way you slice 'em. When you have time tho, I have two words for you: Retail therapy. It works in small moments. xoxo
9:05 am
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