I guess it doesn't matter any way
There are some days where being human is enough to make my skin crawl. This was one of those days. I tried to stay in human guise, but in the end, after the events of the day, I had to crawl out of it, I had to get into someone else, something else. I could not stand, not for one more moment, being...human.
This is what we know: [deleted by request], is gone.
[Statement following deleted by request].
Two days ago, [a terrible thing happened]. I cannot further go into it, as I have been asked to remove this content.
The fae lands do not soothe, today. Not even snow soothes, today. Because the horror wasn't over, isn't over. Today...today. Today [deleted by request is] gone.
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She's not gone for anyone who had her as a friend. I can still pull up her profile, her partner can, her other friends can...[all other details given removed by request.]
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[Paragraph removed by request].
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And now, even going home is no comfort, because, since I gave up my Caledon parcel, my home is their home. And how long will it exist? Do I need to scramble to find another place to rent? Will we ever hear from her again? Will we ever know why any of this happened?
This is what we know: that [deleted by request] is gone. And it may be all we ever know. This loss is chilling, and untenable, and...we must endure anyway, because there is nothing else we can do.
[The individual in question has responded. I have deleted the response but, because I put a great deal of effort into these pictures, I am leaving the post up; simply all personal details have been removed. I...am again rocked by her response, but it is her response, as far as I have any way of knowing, and I must honor it. She willingly left.]
[I also apologize to the reader that responded in comments; because her comment mentioned the former avatar's name, and my response may have given further information identifying that person, those comments have also been deleted.]
This is what we know: [deleted by request], is gone.
[Statement following deleted by request].
Two days ago, [a terrible thing happened]. I cannot further go into it, as I have been asked to remove this content.
The fae lands do not soothe, today. Not even snow soothes, today. Because the horror wasn't over, isn't over. Today...today. Today [deleted by request is] gone.
[picture removed by request]
She's not gone for anyone who had her as a friend. I can still pull up her profile, her partner can, her other friends can...[all other details given removed by request.]
[picture removed by request]
[Paragraph removed by request].
[picture removed by request]
And now, even going home is no comfort, because, since I gave up my Caledon parcel, my home is their home. And how long will it exist? Do I need to scramble to find another place to rent? Will we ever hear from her again? Will we ever know why any of this happened?
This is what we know: that [deleted by request] is gone. And it may be all we ever know. This loss is chilling, and untenable, and...we must endure anyway, because there is nothing else we can do.
[The individual in question has responded. I have deleted the response but, because I put a great deal of effort into these pictures, I am leaving the post up; simply all personal details have been removed. I...am again rocked by her response, but it is her response, as far as I have any way of knowing, and I must honor it. She willingly left.]
[I also apologize to the reader that responded in comments; because her comment mentioned the former avatar's name, and my response may have given further information identifying that person, those comments have also been deleted.]
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