Thursday, July 17, 2008

Seething....

Andy has finally sucummed. Though this illness has ravished her body for months, slowly tearing her away from everything and everyone, sending her through chasms of pain and times of great difficulty, she is in a better place now. A place to be free and happy and to live her life as it was ment to be, without Tizri's ignorant judging of people based soley on their interests, free from the bonds that surround the inmeasurably lucky, free. *start solem music here*

I have turned into Jacob, only my Bella has been seduced by a culture I cannot abide by, instead of a person. Personal, irrational grudges blind me from seeing what the back of my minds knows I should see: good people, good person, but I can't hear them, see them, feel their presence. Their smell grows too strong, too hot, not unlike something burning quietly on the stove, forgotten. It heats my nose and makes me take shallow breathes. Andy has fallen into a cult I cannot allow to survive- but I love her nontheless.

Fuck. It. All.

I....I don't know how to continue.

2 comments:

Cracked Mirror said...

are you talking about the cult of anime?

Agent Riot said...

fuck yes!