meme: answer for an answer

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

We haven't done this one since September and I have been trying to post a meme for days so I'm finally decided on this one. YOU ALL BETTER LIKE IT.

Tag your character in. Other characters will then comment asking them embarrassingly personal questions, but there's a catch. In exchange for your answer, they have to answer whatever embarrassingly personal question you ask them in return, and it all has to be truthful. Nothing counts IG, per usual.

Questions can range from the super silly to the super serious! Just have fun!

Here's an example if you wanna take a looksie! If you ping your character in, please TRY and ask at least a few questions to other people! This meme doesn't work if people don't ask questions! And keep checking back throughout the day for others that have pinged in!

Comments

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

I think ... if I knew he was gone, I would mourn him, and if I didn't know, I'd feel obligated to at least try talking to him. But so long as I don't know, somehow, I can convince myself I don't need to do either.

So much for maturity.

Because it's my fault. And because I can't just come right out and tell you what's going on, and I acted horribly to you for years, so ... I should just get over it, but I'm not any good at that.

Did you ... miss me, after you moved out, to join the Turks?

(Dear LJ: I will cut you like the bitch you are if you do not start giving me notifications.)

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

If you have something to tell me, I will do my best to listen. Yes, I know my best is not often good enough in regards to you, but--I would try.

Miss you? I--Elena, you were my life for years. It was both freedom and a hole in my world to be away from you at first. Time taught me how to handle it and the distance between us only made it easier to stay away than to press on in face of not... knowing how you'd react if I did visit.

But yes, I missed you. A great deal.

How often did you doubt my love for you?

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

I want to say I'm sorry. For all the mistakes I've made. And the ones I haven't made yet, for you, but they're coming, pretty fast and furious.

You shouldn't have had to ... be a parent, to me.

I don't know what I thought. I knew -- I knew that you loved me when I was good, but I also thought you were embarrassed by me or resented me. I don't think I made it very easy to love me, so I'm not sure that I realized that anyone did. And yet I could still see it. I don't think that's an answer but it's as much of one as I can give what with the way my allergies seem to have flared up suddenly, with all this sniffling over here.

Does it bother you that I'm a Turk now?