renata_nox's Journal

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Life is somewhat peculiar recently.

I hear there's a dance. Who's going? Not that I care, of course. Idle curiosity. I shan't be, unless certain individuals smarten up their acts in the near future, which, given their track record, doesn't look particularly likely.

I am tired of doing things for everyone else. There is only one person I wish to serve, and only two that I would gladly give up my own needs and desires for.

And at least one of those people would not ask it of me.