Three times Three...
Something most Wiccans live by. Something I have lived by for a very long time. I was supposed to be a friend, I was a poor one and now... I've lost two. One to death and one to my own sheer stupidity.
These walls I put up? The tough guy acts? All that crap? Yeah. None of it is the truth. It's a defense mechanism I have that causes me to do stupid shit because I am hurting. So, there it is. I am reaping what I have sown in true Wiccan style.
I was a poor friend to several people and in turn, I have started to lose those important to me.
These walls I put up? The tough guy acts? All that crap? Yeah. None of it is the truth. It's a defense mechanism I have that causes me to do stupid shit because I am hurting. So, there it is. I am reaping what I have sown in true Wiccan style.
I was a poor friend to several people and in turn, I have started to lose those important to me.