Every Little Bit

[naamah_darling]

Wow. Okay. That's . . . unexpected.

Y'all remember back in September when I was dealing with the crazy cat lady and her complete insanity, yes

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[naamah_darling]

Oh, hell yeah. My own mother had those same razor-sharp protective claws, so I'm more than aware it's a scary mama-bear thing. Definitely have that in spades. I just suspect that, like her, it wouldn't stop me from hurting the people I care about. Because, well, kids or no kids, I have people I care about now, and it doesn't stop me from hurting them on occasion. Oi. Growing up is many things, and one of them is the process of not being that particular sort of ass.

I couldn't blow it off. I am somewhat ashamed to admit that I actually tried, because it hurt enough that not caring about something I couldn't help really would have been easier. Not happening.

The happy thing about all of this is that she has quite literally no idea who I am. She has my first name, but to get any more than that she'd have to get Animal Control or the police to cough it up, and I don't see her being the sort to wrangle that out of them. She's too crazy to think that clearly. I do sometimes worry she'll find me, but . . . well . . . if she started fucking with me, it'd give me an excuse to take her down, wouldn't it?

[marccarlson]

That's what the wolverine penis bone is for...

[naamah_darling]

Right! Calling down a cosmic screwing with the tenacity of a wolverine.

I like it.

[marccarlson]

Somedays I think I've missed my true calling.