Poppy War here! Yup, just like my name, I'm angry! I am pissed! I am fearful! I cannot control my alter ego! She is going to hurt herself. She is hurting herself. She is in love and has thrown all logic out the window. She will spend all her money... my money... okay our money to the last dime! I had to stop it today. I mean, shit, this guy has his hands in my pockets and not in a good way.
She is supposed to be the responsible one! She is that is supposed to be the adult personality. It pisses me off! She is going to get hurt. I don't know when, but I know she will! Then get depressed and then its my problem.
Yes, I may have tried to sabatoge those efforts of hers and it didn't work! I can't figure this shit out! I mean, she loves the guy. He says he loves her. Then with my curiosity trolling I find he still trawls myspace leaving his profile single still looking for dating. Maybe I'll just leave that up there for 'ol Rachel-Ann to look at when she wakes up. Carpe Diem to that! Problem solved!
Why the hell, through years of therapy did this alter ego develop emotions. She used to be an emotionless alter to do all the hard sucky things of life. She was my little robot. Working perfectly, puting up with things I did want to deal with. Now she has "feelings". She falls in love. She sings. She laughs. She even cries. She cares about other people. Argh!
Its hard to remember which one of us is the core anymore. This sucks. Fuck this shit, I'm going to stop ranting for now.
---Poppy War
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