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Wow, I made the train wreck.

There was this thing with 'who do you hate who should totally not be read'. I am one of them, according to about two Anonymous Cowards. At least the ACs were fairly accurate -- Darkside Darkside Darkside. Yep. Though I think the first AC missed the point -- Darkside is my reality check. And, really, a few photos is not sufficient proof of a person existing. If I were truly insane, and Darkside actually was one of my multiples, yet I was trying to pass him off as an external friend, I'd have some random friend of mine pose with me in a few photos and say, "See? Darkside." It's called social engineering.

Never thought that I'd be saying this in my journal (because generally all is cool around here) but if my life is too much of a train wreck and a drama zone for you, do feel free to jump ship. Hell, if it weren't my life, I'd probably skip out on it too at points. If you don't want to be around here, there is no need for you to remain; it'll only raise your blood pressure.

[Edit: I was startled to find myself there, but I'm glad it's at least a sane objection (I was expecting "She writes WAY THE HELL TOO MUCH!), and I think it's funny. In my case.]
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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