Born in the wrong time. I should be a medieval vampire inventing steam punk and spells. Pagan heathen and proud! I have a linked Pagan blog :
Depression, SI, EDs, and PTSD. I am endearingly vulgar. Proud book worm. Movie and music whore.
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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.
holding baby chickens, ducks, walking a llama, roasted corn, six nations native american dancing, free music, seeing a cow give birth, and playing with sheep dogs
They have no idea how strange and overwhelming other people’s energy can be when you’ve been alone for a very, very long time.