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Moby the Hungry Whale
Is
Legacy Name: Is
The Glacier Sheeta
Owner: Molly
Age: 13 years, 7 months, 2 days
Born: September 22nd, 2010
Adopted: 13 years, 7 months, 2 days ago
Adopted: September 22nd, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
This is a story about love, but it is not a love story. This is a story about a girl who loved, who grew up, and who learned.
This is not what I intended. I always swore to you I'd never fall apart. You always thought that I was stronger; I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start.
It's the easiest thing in the world to flirt with a boy and make him love you. You smile, you laugh, you're serious when he least expects it; he thinks you're "down to earth" and intelligent and sincere. The trick is getting him to think that he's the one who is chasing you, that he's missing something when he isn't with you - and that's a technique you can't be taught. Sometimes I think there's something wrong with me, some explanation for why I'm so manipulative, until I realize that I care too much about people to be a sociopath.
The warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms. Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
I get bored quickly. Once I get something, or someone, I get distracted. I guess I'm only just starting to acknowledge that maybe, that's the cause of all of my failed relationships - my lack of effort, my lack of follow-through. Maybe I've realized it all along, but I've just never cared - until now. He was different. He was something worth holding on to. I thought that I'd changed, but I'd been drifting away, bored and tethered. One day, he told me he needed space, but that it didn't need to be the end. He was in tears, and so was I. We hugged for a long time.
And when you're needing your space to do some navigating, I'll be here patiently waiting to see what you find.
I left for the coast, alone, and I prayed for the first time in years. As I lay in bed, I thought about what I wanted and all of the things I would change, all of the things I would do better. He made me want to be better, and I only wished that I'd realized it sooner.
And my head told my heart, "let love grow," but my heart told my head, "this time, no, this time, no."
We spent the day together when I returned and he told me that he missed me, that he loved me, to please take him back. Saying "yes," immediately went against everything that I'd stood for, the carefully calculated nonchalance, the manipulation, and yet I said it, looking into the impossibly blue sky as we hugged, thanking God. At the end of that day, he told me that things felt... different. And I cursed myself for being too quick, for letting him know how desperate I was. I knew, then more than ever, that it was my fault - that I could've done something differently, before all this, that I should've realized how much I loved him, how much I didn't want to ever lose him, how much I should've been fighting to keep him. I had three days before I was to leave, and each of those days we talked for hours, crying, wondering whether we could fix things, and how.
The hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay, because I know I'm good for something, I just haven't found it yet.
The distance won, and we decided to part. He said it didn't feel like the right thing to do, that if it were the right thing, he surely wouldn't be crying so much, but that it was what we needed to do right now. That if we wanted to try to make it work, we had to really want it going in, that we couldn't fix things without being in the same place, that we had no regrets now and that it was better to end it here than to drag it out across those miles and end it in bitterness, later.
There hasn't been a day since that I haven't wondered whether we could be together again, someday, or whether we had missed our chance. I feel that we parted for all the wrong reasons - because we didn't know what else to do, because we weren't in the same place. Circumstances, not issues. I had never felt so shattered before. I'd always been able to move on to occupy my thoughts and emotions with someone else, but this, this was different. I knew that if he wanted to be with me again, I would never look at anyone else.
It got easier and easier to pretend that I didn't care. We talked frequently. One day he said that he wasn't miserable, but that something didn't feel right, and that he felt it was missing me. He said he wasn't sure what he wanted to do, that he wasn't even sure what those feelings of "missing" entailed. But he had faith that things would work out, and that we didn't need to be anything than ourselves.
Pet Treasure
Kunoichi Ankle Wraps
Calavera Bride Mended Heart
Discarded Lounge Act Ticket
Jumbo Crimson Back Ribbon
Red Lace-Up Sandals
Lacy Red Choker
Chilly Red Scarf
Tattered Red Scarf
Red Silk Scarf
Red Shrug
Fourth Anniversary Fancy Red Bow
Red Ribbon Surprise Bottom
Red Ribbon Surprise Top
Mariachi Bow Tie
Rose Hair Pins
Mothers Day Red Rose
Red Vesnali Rose
Wine Satin Corsage Sash
Argo Red Alert Chest Cover
Wine Satin Corsage Headband
Heave Ho: The Broken Heart
Red Wine
Cinnamon Mulled Wine
Burgundy Waist Ribbon
Poppy Garland
Red Death Knotted Garters
Ragdoll Wool Wig
Stained Hat Ribbon
Red Ballet Slippers
Deep Red Giant Rose Corsage
Dirndl Knee Ribbons
RoQ Candy SubZero Wrapped Gloves
Black Ribbon Tied Rose
Winsome Rogue Tamed Lock
Black Vesnali Rose
Black Empire Ribbon
Southern Gentleman Tie
Tiny Black Hair Ribbons
Calavera Bride Needle and Thread
Immortal Eternal Assassin Belts
Delish Statement Ribbon
Misery Lotus Anti Sheer Gloves
Note Encased Coal
Feisty Heroine Garter Gun
Luminaire Lamb Plushie
Sweetie Top
Sweetykin Delicate Lace
Sweetykin White Ribbon
Archduchess Blush
Rose Scented Perfume
Pink Sweetie Ribbon
Pink Empire Ribbon
Romantic Box of Macarons
Dot Dash Dot Dot Pastry
Metallic Raspberry Champagne
Raspberry Macarons
Box of Lebkuchen
Coffee Macarons
Skeletal Serpent
Multi-Strand Gathered Pearl Necklace
Gray Purdeflowr Plushie
Stone Falcata
Pile of Ashes
Pastel Box of Macarons