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Well, my Iconoclasm poll seemed very one-sided, for those who decided to vote. I think I agree that variety is the spice of life, if you will, but I'm also partial to Vash. So I've decided that, while I look to complie a set of 'varied' icons which I enjoy, I'll do my best to change things up with Vash. This I have done tonight, including the addition of my long-wanted 'Shocked' Icon, used here. Until I find a sent of Varied Icons, I'll try and change around the pictures of Vash which we see, though I am partial to a handful (my old Innocent, Drinkie Drinkie and Enamoured Icons, for example). Some of them are also much more roughshod than I'd like. I need better image-editing than Paint...

Comments on My Icons are not only appreciated, but solicited.

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Do me a favor -- concentrate on you. Make up some coffee and sit down with a good book and just loose yourself in it. And get to bed early, too. It'll do you good.

And so, for her sake, I'm going to concentrate on me.
It's humorous when you think about it.
I want to laugh, I want to cry. I want to roll over and just stop feeling.
I want to understand what it is I want.

Life's never easy, and the ones who make it worth living only manage to complicate things.

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Louis' Comment.

Being with my friends, doing something where I feel I'm accomplishing something, these things make me feel better. They make me feel worthwile. it's not that i don't like who I am, it's not that I don't think i'm worth something on my own merit. It's not that I need someone to constantly tell me i'm not a waste. But my deepest fear is being alone. I don't need somweone romantically. Yes, we all want to be loved, but I'll be the first to say that love doesn't have to be romantic. Spending a day with Aaron or Louis charges me as much as being with Claire or Amanda. I'm just really people oriented.

I didn't claim to be living for someone else, as Louis seemed to imply. I don't think it's possible, really, to dedicate your whole being towards someone else. What I meant by 'the people who make life living' was the people I feel connected to. My friends. Not the random people on the street, or the ass-holes that pop up now and again, but the people who are really worth it...

Yeah, i'm not making any sense. That's half my trouble tonight -- I don't know what's wrong. I don't know what the problem is. I just feel 'off' and I don't know how to fix it. I'm in the worst mood I've been in for a long time, and I can't really say why. That's my problem.

And now, I'm going to go and start that book. I've been meaning to, anyways, and if I'm going to get in bed before midnight, I should get to it.