He has poisoned everything.
Dark and bitter and cold and ancient.
I used to try to fight him, to control my own actions, but he has been too strong for years now.
(And to tell the truth, I rather like it now. All the baser instincts explored, every illicit desire fulfilled, and it's not my doing, not my fault. It's him. All I can do is sit back and tolerate it.)
(Sit back and enjoy it.)
He wears me like a mask. And for all my struggles, I no longer mind.
Okay, no one who reads nanosong is surprised that I picked this character for "mask"...
irana's doing the prompts along with me now. She'll likely post when she gets home. Her laptop can't get on our network.
We're up to $2,635.60! Let's see if we can push it to $3,000!
Remember, every dollar facilitates one phone call to RAINN's hotline.
The official quote of the evening: "You're hiding? From fellatio?!?"