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Wow. That really fucking hurt.
Although it shouldn't have.
Sometimes intuition and prophecy is a real bitch and being proved right is no fun at all.
I HATE hypocrisy. I loathe it in other people and despise it in myself.
I also have a strong dislike of questions one shouldn't ask because the answer will stab.
Lastly I hate being reminded that although the gold's turned to dross for you, that little pile of leaves and petals can still be gold for someone else. I think girls who fall for faery lords and then watch the courtly dance played out again for someone else with the same smiles and steps must be vengeful as all hell. There's probably a story in there somewhere.
"I can’t keep breathing on my own
Down in the depths where I’ve been thrown
Can you see me drowning here alone?
Lost forever
And every time it’s just the same
I’ve no one but myself to blame
And as I sink I scream your name
Lost Forever..."
Although it shouldn't have.
Sometimes intuition and prophecy is a real bitch and being proved right is no fun at all.
I HATE hypocrisy. I loathe it in other people and despise it in myself.
I also have a strong dislike of questions one shouldn't ask because the answer will stab.
Lastly I hate being reminded that although the gold's turned to dross for you, that little pile of leaves and petals can still be gold for someone else. I think girls who fall for faery lords and then watch the courtly dance played out again for someone else with the same smiles and steps must be vengeful as all hell. There's probably a story in there somewhere.
"I can’t keep breathing on my own
Down in the depths where I’ve been thrown
Can you see me drowning here alone?
Lost forever
And every time it’s just the same
I’ve no one but myself to blame
And as I sink I scream your name
Lost Forever..."