mythopoeics

BECAUSE FUCKING MYSTERIOUS MESSAGES MAKE UP FOR ALL THE BULLSHIT CAUSED. Mine put a goddamn knife in my thigh. And there was never such a thing as happily ever after, assholes, so you're not telling me anything new. Everything always goes to hell.

In other news, I'm living elsewhere because my kitchen was also set on fire. FUCKING FAERIES.

[The fact that he was nearly killed by a small fairy was unnerving and annoying. He was not a person amused and he was glad it was over. At least he was until that fucking warning...and then the fucking crazy lady on the community getting all ridiculous about her words. To say he was panicking was maybe a bit of an understatement.

If he'd been back in Zurvan, there would just be fighting and not fucking worrying about shit. He was going to kill that bitch. That and try to figure out a way to explain the holes in the wall to his landlord. Or just get them fixed without mentioning it. He could figure that out.]

Whatever is happening right now...this is bullshit. I'm just saying.

OKAY WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THIS PLACE

My life was perfectly normal until I got an email to check this place out AND THEN SUDDENLY EVIL FAIRIES WERE TRYING TO KILL ME AND MAKE SURE I FLUNK OUT OF COLLEGE????? And then all that stuff about no happy endings, who actually says stuff like that? IS THIS YOUR IDEA OF A JOKE, SICK, TWISTED PEOPLE?

...I want out. I WANT A HAPPY ENDING. LET ME LIVE IN PEACE.

Happily ever afters? Too smart for that.
Madness? That's the wrong word.
There's more wrong than this.
Already lived and already died.
I'm tired.
You?

You cannot win.

You cannot win.

You cannot win.

yOU cAnNot wIn

You cannot win.


yOU cAnNot wIn

pRay WiLL nOt sAVe yOu NOw.

So that was fun. I've totally always wanted a fairy who bugged me all day, spilled coffee on me, hid my house keys, and gave my cat a haircut. THANKS, SANTA.