Apr 29, 2006 20:07
Fact: Zhilbar doesn't know me. Anything he says regarding me, Dessa, the whole shitshebang with Red, or, actually, anything at all, is entirely untrue and probably idiotic.
Fact: I really need to stop carrying Gretchen around at home. I am in shit.
Fact: I'm not worthless.
Okay, maybe I am. But people care about me anyways, and that makes me worth something to them, even if not to anyone else and I owe it to them to not break down again.
private,
angst