To my current RP Partners @Hecatty and @Temma-Kati. Sorry I haven't been very active. I have a chronic condition that causes excruciating migraines. They last for days. I'm feeling better today, however.
I really hate having an invisible illness. It's so hard to get people to take you seriously when you tell them that you are feeling terrible and hurting. Even my husband doesn't quite grasp what it means when I tell him I'm hurting. I look fine, so why shouldn't I just be fine?
What I wouldn't give for some high quality Criminal Minds fanfiction that included a good case and some mystery. Pretty tired of fangirl Hotch/Reid pairings. *rolls eyes*
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Just shared this in a post and thought I'd share with everyone since it's one of my favorite my memories. My very first RP character was a Halfling in D&D named Tarna (yeah, yeah, I'm a Heavy Metal fan.) She got lost in a bag of holding for two full games (the result of a Crit 1 on a pickpocket) ... and got nearly eaten by a dragon. To be fair, the dragon was just an egg when he got stuffed into it. >.> (This was 2nd AD&D before they put limitations on Bags of Holding. Damn you, 3.5.)