i love the poor little babies i am leaving behind

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apparently, june can't come fast enough for one girl at this site (i'm sure more than one, i am, after all, everything wrong with dA.  talk about exhausting).  if they only knew.

look, little sister.
sweetie darling sugar pie.

you've been here seven months.  i know why you blocked me, it's okay.  new writers don't like me.  ever.  because i tell them things they never want to hear.  like

YOU HAVE TO DO THE FUCKING WORK AND IF YOU DON'T, YOU'RE LAZY.

i hope you try to get published someday because you will look back and realize i was the nicest person you ever met.

i hope to see you defend yourself in these comments and link me back to all your friends for a good-old-fashioned hatefest.  because i haven't experienced that for over a decade.  i never said i was clean.  i live in the dumpster.  roll around in it with me for a while.  it feels good.

like i said.  if they only knew.
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GalaxyGoddess's avatar
This really sucks. I want to kick and scream at you to stay, but that won't help anything. On the selfish side, I want you to help me even more by reading this stupid novel I've been working on, but I haven't even finished the current draft (The last two chapters vex me). However, I know this is something you gotta do for yourself. I don't get it, not one little bit. But DA is one of the four links I obsessively click, so I can't see breaking myself from the page. Then again, I had to quit tumblr, because my obsessive nature was killing me on that stupid site. So, from that perspective I can understand. I doubt you're leaving for that reason, but I wish there was other ways to stay in touch. 

Where would you go, what would you do? I guess I'm not the only person to ask that, but it'd be nice to know. 

Do your own thing, it's what you're best at. You inspire me to do the same, even when I feel I can't do anything. I have found myself thinking, raspil would shake me and tell me to get off my butt. Sometimes I am ashamed to say I can't. I even get to thank you for my pretty purple hair that lets me like myself when I look in a mirror. You have helped me out in ways you don't know, and that is a good thing.  Hell, I painted you on my kitchen cabinet. 

I want to say, please don't leave. I will say, best of luck and I hope you find what makes you happiest.