I’m ashamed to say
that I might have given up on Echo. I didn't even reach out to him at all
yesterday. Nor did he reach out to me.
It was foolish, but
I reached out to Gingersnap. I saw a cute photo on Facebook about someone who
had turned their back yard pool into a Stargate. So, I sent it to him. I know
it was dumb to expect a reply. But, somewhere deep down I had hoped.
I might have a guest
tonight, despite it being my heavy day on my period.
And speaking of
which, it's possible that might be the reason for my mood. The whole bleeding
thing.
My favorite
alchemist is coming to visit me today though!!
YAY!!
We haven't seen each
other since the day Bran almost ruined us. *sigh* it's been six months. A lot
of what my sister has predicted has come true. I think Bran's turn around is
the only thing that saved the kids. And, I guess that's not so bad. They're innocent
abominations. They were pawns in a power play.
It's their bitch of
a mother I need to hate, not them.
But, I can't help
it. I hate them.
I hate them for
being the reason that Bran almost left me. I hate them for being the reason he
tortured me for months. I hate them…
It's not fair.
But I hate them.
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