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57700 No.1   [Reply]

'May you not rest, as long as I am living.
You said I killed you - haunt me, then.'

As I read over these words... once, twice, then once more, her mystical countenance bore itself into my newly impressionable mind.

I wasn't taken aback - indeed my thoughts, once impervious to such matters, had for the past few months been flooded with little

more than reflections on love. There was a tinge of guilt which came with the meandering of my mind. I felt a traitor not only to

Lia, but to myself. My fortitude had been thwarted, my self-induced loneliness assuaged, and I felt like a fool. I had once

believed that I was destined to be as alone in life as I will be in death. In comparison to my adolescent peers, and when I was at

my most introspective, I was so alarmed by my lack of interest in women or even men that I convinced myself of being asexual.

Strangely, this has been greatly compromised. For reasons I feel will always lay beyond my childish understanding, a girl has

smashed through the walls of my mind and the glaciers of my chest. For reasons I am currently hesistant to disclose, I'll refer to

her simply as "L". Let us not confuse this as some sort of vague euphemism for Lia; no, I am in fact anything but secretive about

my former obsession. Wish, .71, whomever else allows me to indulge them in my tl;dr, self-important tale of the heart... I feel

torn up inside. In truth, I have well and truly allowed Olivia's hold on me to rest in peace. I no longer need gaze at her

melancholy expressions to get me through the day. I have fallen victim to an infatuation of even more potential danger - that of

the IRL variety. Don't take it as an attack on your character, Anonymous, but I'm apprehensive about expecting you to relate

(tripfags on the other hand can certainly take it as an attack on their character).

You see, my once-hardened emotions have been withered and crippled by L. I draw fondness from every aspect of her being: in her

bittersweet voice, her soothing character... the secret garden of her eyes, in which blossoms marvellous orchids, sublimes roses,

and airy tulips. Perhaps you denounce me as so, wish, I confide to you that I make no secret of being a gigantic faggot. These are

my feelings, unwanted as they may be, and though your attention is perhaps too much to ask, I feel the need for catharsis. As

such, I will begin my ramblings...

>> No.2  

hello, me from the future?

>> No.3  

>>1 As such, I will begin my ramblings...

Begin?

>> No.4  

What faggotry is this?

>> No.5  

Glad for you :)

Next step: Get IRL friends to share your happiness with.



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