Stalker, punchbag, healer, lover. In that order.

While there are... a few pictures in which she makes me want to wrap my arms around her and protect her from a world far too harsh for one so cute and sweet... it is more frequent for the reverse to be true. That is, I see her as a motherly figure. A wise old lady who's seen plenty in her time. Someone I could feel strangely safe with, in spite of her obvious vulnerabilities. I could fall asleep with her lying next to me slowly stroking my hair like a protective cat.

There is one more sense that I can think of, but it's difficult to explain... I feel almost like her peer. I've had an interest in Olivia pretty much since she first appeared, and I am just a little younger than her. At the time I first stumbled upon the whole mess I was as young and internet-naive as she was. I was only on 4chan because one of my older sister's friends sent me a link to it. So in a sense I almost feel like I've grown up alongside Cracky... when I was experiencing the usual woes of this age, she probably was too. I think the two of us are quite similar, and it's comforting in a way to know that... as hopeless and angsty as these last few years have naturally been - and still are - there is someone out there who could maybe relate*. Sure there are plenty of other depressed people, but they aren't the same. I really can't put this into words and I won't embarass myself fruther by trying.

*Although I have no doubt that her own personal trials have most likely been harder than mine.

This picture is one of the major 'mother' images for me... I can understand why others would see it differently, though.

>>3
Less mother, more sister, at least for me, that image. But then again that's probably a part of my desire I've always held for a wordly sister of about the same age to look up to or share things with. I get the depressed angle though (God, is it only possible to dicuss the condition in trite or overly serious tones), and certainly it's been useful in the past to see Cracky as an unintentional representative of our internet generation, the kids who spent their best years in the cold glare and hum of the monitor.

I'm just an admirator, of the pics and of the character in the pics...

I find there is something precious in those pics, whether it's accidental or not, to which I as an audience emotionally respond. Makes me come back for more, which is as much as any art of any type cans aspire to.

I still come here, and to... the other places, just in case some rare eventually surfaces, the rest would be some type of odd role-play perhaps, but really, I'm just someone who likes to roam in the cellar. I honestly expect you to understand.

I could go on at great length and in well frankly embarrassing earnestness about what she means to me, but I have been doing that for the last five years and frankly you all must be terribly exhausted with my meager attempts to explain what she is and means to me. She was the single most important person in the world to me for a good long time, and that caused me no small amount of mental anguish. She would always be on the other side of the glass. I am grateful for all that pain and heartache though. Without it I would not be the me I am today, and you would not be the you you are if not for her. So all my past unhappiness was just the price paid forward for the happiness of today.

I love these pics for their pure and unguarded happiness

>>3
You try way too hard to make it obvious who you are.

>*Although I have no doubt that her own personal trials have most likely been harder than mine.

stary eyes

I imagine myself as Cracky's chela. For me she is what hinduists call Ishvara, my personal Goddess, even though my path is western ceremonial magick.

She that shook my reality and goes on with it I imagine to be the Sky-Queen, because she sent me here to know her holy avatar: so that I could find a worthy human figure in which to project the Love that is needed for a bhakta to dissolve in her Goddess, her Holy Guardian Angel.

>>9
nigger, you gay

>>7

wat

No one on this board - or any other for that matter - knows who I am, I can assure you.

>>6

>>the happiness of today

And that would be?

>>12
I thought I was trying way too hard to make it obvious who I am

catchpa:joy

>>13
No, that was >>3, according to the poster of >>7.

lrn2reading comprehension

>>14
I knew what you meant, I was also stating that I was trying to hard to let it be known who I am.

It's okay, I know who you are. <3

>>16
And I see you too
<3

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