[oo7: private to self --> ridiculously hackable.]
Je suis seule.
Puppets are paired off in twos, and those gods, if they exist up there in their thrones, playing with us as they please, have not... replaced, mais je ne peux pas utiliser cette verbe parce qu'elle n'est pas vrai, elle n'est pas vrai...
There is Mlenar, who has P. There is Zaviel, who -
But perhaps there is no longer Zaviel for me.
And then there is X, who... now has someone as well.
And they are not me.
And I am lonely.
I am not close enough to anybody else. I was never close enough to anyone here to begin with, really, at least in the sense they seek, a sense which I could care less about (which is perhaps the problem), but... I might have been -
This is all my own fault.
Perhaps the reason why I was so happy at the feast was because, for the first time, I felt like I was... running towards some point, somehow, that had run away from me, and I could recognize such a feeling, but... but you are long gone, and I am selfish.
Forgive me.
Puppets are paired off in twos, and those gods, if they exist up there in their thrones, playing with us as they please, have not... replaced, mais je ne peux pas utiliser cette verbe parce qu'elle n'est pas vrai, elle n'est pas vrai...
There is Mlenar, who has P. There is Zaviel, who -
But perhaps there is no longer Zaviel for me.
And then there is X, who... now has someone as well.
And they are not me.
And I am lonely.
I am not close enough to anybody else. I was never close enough to anyone here to begin with, really, at least in the sense they seek, a sense which I could care less about (which is perhaps the problem), but... I might have been -
This is all my own fault.
Perhaps the reason why I was so happy at the feast was because, for the first time, I felt like I was... running towards some point, somehow, that had run away from me, and I could recognize such a feeling, but... but you are long gone, and I am selfish.
Forgive me.