Part of me hates Craig for being such a raging slut (does cheating once qualify someone for slutliness?) and infecting Tweek whom I LOVE while part of me loves him for being all... Craig-y (especially in his conversation with Tweek after the whole hospital bit.) In short I have conflicting emotions but I still loved this fic

SOB ! I think there might be a v in there somewhere, no bigs, though, right? Anyway, you are an amazing writer. Most people are all like, "and they lived happily ever after!" But not you. You write true things that really happen. And that is beyond awesome. Also, I couldn't help but notice that when writing Kenny's big dialogue, you used quotation marks properly. I was so happy to see that someone still remembers that.

Oh hell, this so doesn't suck. You're MY age, and writing this stuff that just blows me away. It's way too old for you. Or something. I don't know, but again, your willingness to do horrible things to the characters is a brave thing.

Seriously, even though most of your stuff doesn't really make for happy reading, it does make for much inspiration and self-searching. No, I'm not being a smartass there, heh.

I love the way you wrote Kenny in this. He was great, from his super hot man-ness to his lovely speech at the end.

Lastly, writing usually reflects on the author's inner feelings, which makes me slightly concerned for you. I'm conflicted on whether I should be saying that to a stranger, but it's true nonetheless.

My god it made me tear up you wrote this like if it was ...the mood was so premeable the way the character reacted and all that great story

AUGH, I'm reviewing, I'm reviewing! D

Dude. I thought I was gonna pitch a fit when I read the sick part. I was basically going, "Oh. No. NU!" I don't normally like stories with HIV n stuff, but this story is well written, and realistic, and I love the flashbacks to no end. D

I DEMAND MOAR!

I like it. Kinda sad about the HIV though...

favorite line: "dude dude dude-lube" !

Did you know you can live for three seconds without blood?

I really liked this. I've always liked reading fics with HIV/AIDS in them because it gives the writer a chance to delve much deeper into the character's personna than normal, what with it being a life-changing thing and all. And I think you handled it very well, especially in having Tweek mad but not to the point where he and Craig break up. And I also enjoyed Kenny's insight at the end; very practical, very true. Kudos!

Wow.

You just gave me the Don't Cheat lesson the hard way.

I couldn't really feel too bad for Craig, because I've never done anything close to what he did. Like, the worst thing I've ever done is to steal money from my mother.

So the thing that killed me was Tweek's position in all that mess, because the feeling of having been betrayed is more familiar to me. Poor little lovable wreck.

Anyways, I couldn't really decide what was the worst thing that happened; the fact that Craig cheated both physically and emotionally, or that Tweek would probably never do anything like that, or that Craig refused to be honest, or that he made Tweek lose faith in him after all those years, or that he kind of killed him.

Tough decision.

And I'm sorry for sharing all this pointlessness with you. I'm just trying to say how influential this story was to me. Really, it almost made Titanic look like something Jack Black would gladly take part in, which is most intriguing.

It must have something to do with the way you put everything together; you certainly know how to make people feel like they are the characters. The flashback right before the cheating scene really did the thing.

I must say, you are an amazing writer. And these plots you come up with. Gotta love 'em.

First of all, I loved the driving lesson Craig gave Tweekers, it was so cute xDD

hot smutty, guilty sex seemed to be pretty pointless for the story for first, then it of course became the main storyline. I loved Craig's and Tweek's illness really cute

...should have been the review to the second chap, but anyways *cough*

If I was Craig I would have probably had a major breakdown after returning home, then packed my thing and went somewhere quiet to kill myself :/

...btw if you really wanted my yahoo is on my dA page XD;

...You asked for it. I WILL talk to you D:

For first. I would so fucking kill you or at least tell you to stop fucking writing those fucking angsty stories - only if I didn't love them so much. Fucking sado-maso or something.

You inspire me. Like, I read more fictions than the number of my braincells, most probably. But... it's only you (and few more fics) that really inspired me to write. Not just like love the fic and write kick-ass long review. But literally write. And I never write.

Too bad I never have any ideas, just the will... sometimes. *sigh*

I loved this. I love your style of writing. Those cropped sentences kill me with their geniality. Even when sometimes I have to read some of them for multiple times until I get the meaning.

Funny how the last few days I felt like reading "The Day of Life..." again, and today when I finally did I found some things I hadn't got previously.

I liked this fic. Really. When Craig called Kenny first, I was like... "yes got there and have sex, dudez", but then I somehow my conscience kicked in and I felt bad, hoping it WOULDN'T happen, but... it did. Remorse again. I felt as if I was Craig himself and not just a reader.

For fuck's sake, you always make me feel like Craig - so much I start to fear that I could do something like he did to Tweek, to Eda. It makes me feel sick :/

You are like... my book of morals or something. Warning and preserving me from doing things I'd probably never do anyways XD;

And... hey dude gimme your Yahoo! D: If you feel lonely sometimes we could chat a bit ;P If you want that is.

Goodness gracioius, I don't know what to say about this story except that I absolutely love it. So much that I read it THREE times. In a row.

I had no idea the story was going to turn that way. I honestly figured Tweek would find out and there'd be some sort of epic fight, not that all four would be burdened with something more than heartbreak. I salute your awesomeness and shall embark on a quest to read more of your works.

oh man, this is a great story, you're such an amazing writer :D

please continue, this is awesome, I love little neurotic Tweek

Someone needs a little affection in their own life, eh Champagne? *hugglez*

It's kind of a bitter sweet thing, isn't it? I mean, Tweek's reaction is exactly what it would be: yes, I'm pissed off, but me being alone isn't going to help it. Dear Craig, you screwed yourself metaphorically over, now you are stuck for life, however long that may be.

One entire generation? Well, if there's only four of them, it isn't too unlikely. One case would spread. End of store. Dammit, they should have used protection. (Oh hi moral of the story!)

I liked it. I liked it a lot.

Con carino.

You must have been working on this one for a while. All of it is just so good. ALL OF IT!

Even numbers are helpful, and it's true, some couples are allowed to have PDAs, while others are not at all. And the way you wrote it all out makes too much sense to argue with, even if we can take a step back and say 'wait, that's not fair'.

And then you use the points in the plot graph and make a sexual metaphor out of it. It's just a good thing.

Hidden pills. There's the Tweek I know. 'Craig didn't know what quixotic meant.' The one liners you throw out are perfect. And then Kenny's response.

VIVA JOSE QUERVO! LA MEJOR TEQUILA!

And the driving scene is so in character. 'I'm going to think about something that turns me off...PERU!...Shut up, mind!' It's hesitation meets a want for actions at its best. Plus, that is how people used to learn to drive!

Ah Craig, you have done something wrong. How will this work? MUST KEEP READING!