Light Ice
A Real Bastard
- Joined
- Feb 12, 2003
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Knowing me, I'd find a way to stretch it into at least four hours.
The first of which would be spent on my knees.
I guess you don't have to be a feminist to kneel, huh?
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Knowing me, I'd find a way to stretch it into at least four hours.
The first of which would be spent on my knees.
Batman is presently stroking himself off to anime and sobbing simultaneously. I'm afraid it'll have to be Wolverine that does the under-ground cage fighting BDSM ass kicking.
Good news is that after he delivers said ass-kicking he generally offers up lunch. Sushi anyone?
Oh and Mephy, I kno yoo dont meen me, rite?
Ima veery guud speler...reely.
Dear F,
You were raped. I was not there. I function in a rational place and know, deep down, there was nothing that I could have done. There is no precaution you would have taken were I around that you did not take. And yet, despite it all, I feel responsible. I feel as though I have somehow allowed this to happen to you. I am trying very hard not to let this feeling communicate when we talk. You do not need to spend any energy reassuring me. You need to focus on taking back the things you felt he took from you. You need to focus on how you feel and what you need.
It's out of love that I feel this way. The irrational core of a feeling that big. To me, always, you are the willowy red-headed girl I flirted with in Social Studies. You are the pretty freckle-faced beauty who I took to my first dance. You are the friend I needed, the family I wanted, and a woman I have always respected.
It isn't to say that I'm not proud of you or that I doubt you. I don't. You live across the nation, all alone, and you have done everything that you were supposed to do without prompting or encouragement. You have weathered everything as you always have, face forward, without hesitation or fear and it would be dishonest to say that I am not proud, and in awe, of that.
But still, somehow this has broken me, too. Somehow, I think of that coward taking you, and I am a mess of feelings. I want to be heroic some how. I want to fix this for you. I can't. And it makes me feel broken.
-LI
Dear FF,
I have a couple friends, Jack and Jim, who would be happy to console you in your time of need.
love,
moi
Dear Vail -
There's a joke about being double teamed in there somewhere.
Always the pervert,
FuckFantasy.