Every day I love you more.

Current Mood: happy

I should have just faded and stayed that way.

Current Mood: bleek

Some days... are very lonely days.

Current Mood: melancholy

When you're in love and things are going well, somehow... everything else seems to go well too.

Current Mood: happy

So this is the end, it seems.

Only a handful of people have ever really known me anyways and I doubt any of them will miss me.

Mun-sshi has to sleep and go to work before she can save some things she wants to keep from this journal. After that, she is going to put serious consideration into whether or not this journal and the AIM leadersshi will be deleted, or whether the journal will simply be put on semi-permanent hiatus. Plans occasionally change though, and if so it might take a couple of days.

Mun-sshi and I are sorry that the World Outside of CyberSpace made it so difficult for anyone else to play with us. But Mun-sshi has kids, a crippled/dependent father, a brother soon to be on deployment in Iraq for the third time, roommates, a very nasty ex, and two jobs. Frequently the only forms of relaxation she gets are WoW and RP. When one or the other adds to the stress in her real life rather than provide escape from it becomes time for her to stop. In this case, it means that she must shut muses like me back up in their box.

At least in the muse-space in mun-sshi's head, I don't have to worry about being hurt, betrayed, lied to, used, or any of the other unpleasant things that happen when a muse is thrust out into cyber-space.

On the random chance that one of the very few people who ever bothers with this journal still wants to get into contact with either of us after the deletion takes place, mun-sshi's usual AIM is kisankyo.

Current Mood: numb

I knew it would happen eventually.

Current Mood: blank

I've never been able to tolerate people who endlessly wallow in their own self-pity, hurting the people who love them just because they've been hurt.

I took a day off, I wallowed.

It hurts. It'll probably hurt for a long time.

But getting your heart bruised and broken is part of life and it's time to get on with it. Life that is.

Tomorrow is a new day so anyone who thought you were going to be able to slack off indefinitely at work... Sorry to disappoint you.



And for those of you who think I'm too girly and feminine because OMG, I have a fucking heart and I don't like to pick on people weaker than me and YES I do tend to prefer a more submissive role in the bedroom? Yeah, just say it to my face and watch me kick your ass. Then we'll see who's girly and feminine.

Current Mood: drained

Maybe I should have been the one doubting my existence all that time....

Current Mood: blank