The FEMALE Masked Avenger

How Low Can You Go?
2003-05-23 03:31:13 (UTC)

oh no.

oh no. this bites. i think i may be falling for will again.
correction: i already have fallen for will again.

i know how it happened. we were talking on the computer one
day and i was in one of those once in a while HORNY
moods...yeah, a really really bad horny mood...and i
started being all flirty and it turned into him telling me
what he would do to me...i'm sure you can imagine what a 13
year old boy might say to try to turn on a 14 year old
girl. not only that, but he is getting worse with his
depression...and i guess im his proverbial "shoulder to cry
on" because im the only person whos there for him.

he's writing a story...it will probably turn into some sort
of novel thing like mine...but it's about a soldier/knight
kinda guy who pledged loyalty to his country. this soldier
falls in love with a saint-of-the-church, Joan of Arc kind
of girl, and they go off to war to defend their country
from some evil people or something...you know. well she
ends up getting captured, and he can only make one of two
choices: get the dire information for his army and leave
her to be, quote unquote, "tortured, raped and killed", or
he can return, save her and basically screw his country
over. the story starts right before he has to make the
decision then goes into a flashback thing and tells
everything that happened. in the end he decided he will go
back and get the information, but he gives it to her to
hold, and while he is helping her get away he dies. how
lovely. oh, and the Joan of Arc-type is me, she looks like
me, acts like me, and her name is Alessandra.

he also wrote a poem about me. i am not going to post it
for fear of getting feedback saying that it is actually
lyrics to a song or something, but it is his style...and it
sounds exactly like what we were talking about. it almost
uses direct quotes from our conversation. jeez, i really
dont want to fall in love with him again. it'll only end up
with me getting hurt. bullshit...it's all bullshit.


eh...me.




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