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ExiledWelshman
Guest
You,
You know who you are, and the fuck of it is, I don’t. You have no reason to hurt me, yet you did. All I wanted was a slice of life that was mine, after years and years of not being myself, not speaking, not upsetting the apple cart. Shutting my mouth. Pushing my heart down.
Farawyn was my safe place. My solace. Everyone knew me as Farawyn. I’ve only ever been Farawyn.
You fucker. Who are you to judge me? You’re here, too, in your little cocoon of anonymity. Imagine if your real life found out about you? How would you feel?
Coward.
Fuck you,
I know who I am without my name.
That's not cool. Not cool at all.
(hug)