lonemagpie

So, yeah Midsummer, when we're supposed to be all "blessed be" etc. Well, unless the first message of the day is someone you've known for a very long time giving you a rant about how merely knowing you hurts them, etc, etc (yeah, this is the same person who thinks support or offering of help is hurtful to them) - which is understandable on one level because if you're feeling vulnerable and interaction hurts then it's wise to stay awau from whatever it is - but then demands you stop hurting them, as if you're doing it deliberately.

Well, fuck that. If I knew how not to, other than by not existing, then I wouldn't.

But as it is, and with them being a pagan of sorts and me being just hurt and angry and fucking muderously furious, then Damned Be. Fucked Be. In Hell Be.

Remember, if it's midsummer, that means it's all downhill from today- Winter Is Coming.