People really piss me off. I just don't understand them, whether human or Weir. Why do they have to try to spoil other people's happiness? Like at the ball, someone decided to make their own announcement after Deacon's. They couldn't have waited? They had to do it right after? And people call ME rude? Please ( Read more... )

Hi. I'm Arianne, raised as a Moonsong, born an Icemane and Bayle. I'm a pregnant woman with no husband, whose child will have two fathers. I'm exiled from my home. I have odd friends, odd allies, and plenty of enemies. There's a lot of other issues too, but why go into them ( Read more... )

I am so not an organized person. Possibly because of how organized I needed to be in the past. Maybe this will help at least organize my thoughts if nothing else. Though, honestly, I doubt it. Too much playing things by ear ( Read more... )

Things I hate today ( Read more... )

I'm tired of having new family members pop up. First I wasn't the child of my parents or an only child, instead I was a twin with two other siblings and brand new parents. Now I'm not fully Weir, but I'm a freaking LADY OF AMBER. That's right. Arianne Moonsong (NOT ICEMANE) can no longer correct people truthfully when she's called Lady Arianne. I ( Read more... )

I want to kill someone. Slowly. Painfully. With my bare hands. Repeatedly.

What the hell? Am I cursed?