the harsh light of day
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Sat Apr 23 05 / 2:25 PM

Peter, Mel and I went to a club in Tokyo on Friday for New Order Night. A small club where I was unable to make requests or move freely through space and time, it was still 80s and it was still familiar: Peter met a girl and Mel and I hung out closely like friends being wistfully mistaken for lesbians.

Then Mel got mad at Peter for ditching us, and I listened uncomfortably while comfortably drunk off to the side. She said she was angry out of friendship, but is it ever anything else but jealousy? Friendship is not always more important than the pursuit of romance, especially to people who have never been able to get partners easily.

I don't really mind being put aside as a friend, as long as I still have someone to hang out with. And I am afraid of being angry with most people - afraid that our relationship is too tenuous to support my pushing at it, afraid that they will decide my anger is not worth dealing with.



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Lisa Higgs
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