One more down...

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Dear Rex

I'm not coming back.

I suppose I could offer some kind of long and emotional explanation, with a detailed exploration of everything that brought me to this point. I'm told that is the conventional thing to do. However, I think that would be a waste of both our times and change very little,
especially when what it all comes down to is that I don't want to. I don't want to live that life. I don't want to be that person.

Still, it appears that the time I've spent with you has rather filled me with bad habits and so I shall over explain anyway for which I apologise.

A while ago, I realized that I didn't have to be insane. You taught me that. You taught me a lot of things, and I love you for each and every one. Truly. Madly. Absolutely. You taught me I could chose what I wanted to be, I didn't need to let myself get fucked into some kind of
twisted little monster by the shit that had happened to me. You taught me that it was OK to feel things, to give bits of myself away, to be weak as well as trying to be strong. You taught me that there was a world outside the madhouse.

I want to be a part of that world. And as long as I am part of the escaped fairy love slave support group, I won't be. I'll be part of their crazy, and I don't want to be. I don't want my fucking parties to be interrupted by NyghtStar stabbing someone because he held on to
her hand for too long. I have no interest in conversations about special seasonal totems and the magic of a single arbitrarily chosen emotion. And if I want to deal with psychos, I can visit my family.

I still love you, but I don't want to live in that world and I know that means I pretty much don't get you.

If you ever need me, call. I'll always come if you call. If you ever get bored of living with crazy people, then come and find me. I know you're good at that. We can find a beach, and drink tequila, and look for seashells whilst high. I hear it's lovely in Mexico at this time of year.

Live long and gloriously, my dear.

I love you.

Venice

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[sea-of-flame.livejournal.com]

escaped fairy love slave support group

Fabulous :)