wynonna. (wynonna) wrote in thedisplaced, @ 2017-06-10 22:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | !network post, ben reilly / spider-man (94), captain jack sparrow, remy / gambit (6706), waverly earp, wynonna earp |
When I was a kid, there was only ever one path for me to take. I was my dad's back-up plan. We have this family curse, you see, where these asshole demons try to kill us because of my great-granddad, and the heir's the one with the power to send them back to hell where they belong. Willa was the oldest, so she got all the attention, and I was only worth something as a back-up in case something bad happened. So, of course, something bad happened. I was twelve, and I knew jack shit about what daddy had to deal with, compared to what he knew, anyway, and there wasn't anyone around to each us. I always figured I wouldn't make it to thirty, so what the hell did school or anything else matter? Barely finished high school, never went to college. Never gave a second thought to a future I wasn't ever going to have.
I don't have to deal with that damn curse here, so now I can't stop thinking about how I never had a plan for anything and I have no goddamn clue who I am if I'm not the heir. I liked it more when we were in space and I didn't have to think about any of this. How the hell does anyone decide what they're supposed to do with their lives? Shit.
I'm out of whisky.