02/12/11 - And here goes the beginning of the end. It's nearly funny actually... reading back on all of this, I can see all the little slips. I can see myself gradually getting angrier... and yet, I thought I was hiding it so well.
Blogger still won't let me comment around so... I'll just make a post out of it. What the hell, right?
Hakurei, I am so relieved you're alright. I was getting worried when there wasn't an update.... guess I should sign into instant messangers more than I have been, hm? Congratulations, guys! You're an excellent team.
Now to some more unpleasant responses........
Some of you agreed with my choice with Becky, some of you didn't. I know Hakurei is upset with me but... I'm not her. I never claimed to be. I'm not you either, Sage, and, really, the name-calling is just childish. Grow up. Do you actually think that sort of approach is going to get me to straighten up and fly straight and all that crap? Hm? "Do better next time"... is that an order, sir? Fuck you. You're title is going to your head already, I see. AmalgamationSage: The New Robert. I can see it now.
Ladies and gentlemen... if you believe in a God, better start praying.
Black Hawk, Mystery, Eternity... thank you for your level input. It's appreciated.
And then... some newer readers: Thage and Naomi.
Thage, for being so smart, I find it hard to believe that you'd resort to labeling. Really? I'm "trying to sound like a badass"? I killed a kid earlier in the week. Murder. I sacrificed her to the Slender Man to save my best friend's kid.... and I'd do it again if put in the same situation. That qualifies as "trying to be badass" to you? If I wanted that, don't you think I would have lied? Made up some fantastic story where I saved Hailey and Becky and also rescued a Granny from a burning building while discovering the cure for cancer? I'm not trying to be anything. I know I'm a nothing, a nobody. I'm not a piece on your chess board. I'm not someone to look up to and, if you do, might I suggest some therapy? It might help. No, I'm just me, Thage. I'm trying to tell the truth - something that's not easy for me to start with. I honestly don't give a flying fuck what any of you think of me at the end of the day cause, guess what? You're a username on a screen. That's it.
Label me if you want to. "Goth" is a new one, I must admit. It's not me though - too much makeup and weird-ass clothes. I'm a farm girl - think 'ripped jeans and a grease-smeared t-shirt with a farmer's tan and knotted hair.' That's me. Sorry to screw with your mental-image on that one, but now I have one of you as one of those brainy snobs from high school that looked down their noses at everyone around them. Labeling. Judging. Crushing. Good times. I'd say that makes us about even then, yes?
What is it with all you people and your titles? Your labels?
Proxies. Agents. Hollowed. Runners. Fighters. Sages. Heroes. Guardians. Mystics. Hermits. Sorceresses. Sorcerers. Witches. Lords. Ladies. Good. Evil.
Feel like I'm back in high school.....
Naomi... why can't you kill him yourself? Need someone as a shield? He's wandering around Eastern Ontario. Go and get him.
Actually, that reminds me. I nearly forgot about the insignificant one. Morningstar? Not sure if I should be pleased you support what I did or not but... for the other comment you made? Go to Hell.
For those of you who actually give a shit: I found Christian. I went to see him yesterday. After some arguing and name calling and some comments that made a chill go down my spine. He agreed to help, so we're setting down everything he has today. Would the lot of you PLEASE stop judging me and try to actually HELP Hailey??? Any suggestions at all. I'd message Zerosage if I could, but I can't comment so... FUCK. She's THREE, okay? Stop focusing on me and realize that there's a bigger issue here than whether or not I have a moral center. None of your business anyway.....