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Lilo Pelekai is a disciple of The King. (means_family) wrote in utr_logs,

"He likes his new girlfriend. I'm sure he was cheerful. I called him an emo little shit because he is, otherwise he wouldn't have to throw me across a hallway to end a conversation." She shrugged a little, tossing her hair. One of the many ways Lilo dealt with things that upset or hurt her was to force herself to scorn them, or at the very least grow indifferent to them. Deep down, she wanted to cry into her father's arms and be six years old again, like she should have been. The universe she'd been thrust into had been nothing but unkind to her, and she wanted to go home. She wanted her sister. She wanted her biological parents for ten more minutes. There were a lot of things that would have cheered her up, but none of them were available, so pretending that she didn't care was the option she went with.

"He's done with me. If he still cared, he never would have hurt me. Now I know. And maybe later on I'll want someone else. I love Othnar, but he's married and he's... well, Othnar. I don't know. I don't know what I want, and I don't care. I'm sick of thinking about it. Seriously, less talking about me and more about you. When I think about my fucked up pointless life, I get upset. Please, you talk, you're still hopeful and shiny and new."