Make it hurt.
Bryan says it unnerves him when I recite his words back to him repeatedly in conversation.
But make it hurt? It’s what I do best. I want to ask him if he believes in messages sent through time and space. I want to ask him if it’s possible whoever said that phrase to him was actually talking to me. If the sole purpose of his encounter with make it hurt was to transmit a single line of encouragement and reflection to me from the Universe.
Maybe another way of saying, do what you do.
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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May 31, 2009 at 1:56 pm
poeticgrin
To answer your questions, no. No to all of them.
No. No. No. No.
Injecting and/or inserting yourself into that moment is the equivalent of a parent walking in on you masturbating. Disturbing.
May 31, 2009 at 2:07 pm
medicatedlady
It’s not insertion, silly. It’s just that I feel that that experience happened to you because years later, those words were SUPPOSED to make it into my head. What I am saying is your life experiences are wholly irrelevant unless they are messages to me. I know this may sound *slightly* egocentric but it’s also my reality…and yours. Because I’m not what you would call rapid cycling.