Ha! She thinks she isn't beautiful. If only she knew how many days I sat in gym envying her, trying to sabotage her entry into the group. I thought she was trying to replace Leslie. The subtle queen,in person. Lalala... You know how you feel about dancing? And singing? And drawing? So do I. It's not worth anything. I suck, just as badly as anyone else. It doesn't matter how good you are if there's somebody better. I hate to say it, but that's how it is. You're ahead of me, 'cause you got the subtlety, the mask, the quiet, delicate air. I'm the big clumsy, blunt-headed, blunt-taloned buffoon. I wish I saw you more often, Ev. I will, soon.
Truth or Dare is a dangerous game to play with three male cousins, a female, and a female second cousin. I'm not usually attracted to danger. But lying on the trampoline with four cousins, two of which ought to be male models (except they're not dumb)is appealing, especially when it's in a pile. Piles are good. Call me sick, but I really like to lie on and be held by guys, cousins or not. They're so big and warm and muscly. Afri I, the original, is one of the two Abercrombie & Fitch magazine plate oughta-bes. I think I'm closest to him. I dunno why. I think I know him better than any of the others. He looks a lot like Afri II, in his true (blond) form. I get fuzzy, even though I know it's not him. Hm.
Truth or Dare is a dangerous game to play with three male cousins, a female, and a female second cousin. I'm not usually attracted to danger. But lying on the trampoline with four cousins, two of which ought to be male models (except they're not dumb)is appealing, especially when it's in a pile. Piles are good. Call me sick, but I really like to lie on and be held by guys, cousins or not. They're so big and warm and muscly. Afri I, the original, is one of the two Abercrombie & Fitch magazine plate oughta-bes. I think I'm closest to him. I dunno why. I think I know him better than any of the others. He looks a lot like Afri II, in his true (blond) form. I get fuzzy, even though I know it's not him. Hm.
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*ahem* Excuse me. I'm just not going to put up with that CRAP about how you suck, because you know what, YOU DON'T. GOOD GOD. Don't get all "I-suck"-ish around me, because I promised (after Jackal made me stop it myself) to try to keep ya'll from it. SELF-MUTILATION IS BAD. SO FOR GODS' SAKES, STOP IT! You don't deserve that from yourself. Where's your confidence? Well, wherever it's gone, get it back before I kill something. How can my friends say things like that? And my tiger friend, who's a genius at just about all the arts... of all people who don't suck, she says she does. Maybe I will bonk her on the head. GOD DAMN IT, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YA'LL? My god... I'm going to yell myself hoarse. Look, Rion... you're one of the best friends I've ever had. And you know what? I love you. I think of you more as a sister than a friend. And I'm not going to tolerate that self-mutilation. It's a big step in the wrong direction. SO FIX IT. Sheesh. Okay... I'll stop ranting now.
Oh yeah... and piles are fun. Definitely. ~a rather distraught wolfie
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Oh yeah... and that headress goes really well with my TRF costume.
~Nia