|Art by Scarytales|
|Parent Story||The Snow Queen|
|Read more at||Abigail Thief|
Wild, free and possibly DangerousEdit
I don't get it. I really don't. Why do people dedicate their lives to sitting around waiting for someone to tell them what to do? I mean, I've just come out of a counselling session with good ol' Baba Yaga, regarding the fact that I am apparently "out of control" and I have "anger issues" and we had to talk about a little thing called destiny.
Recently there have been lovely little big shots who think it's funny to mess with the way things are, and the school are trying to stop students from going against their destines, and despite the fact it is pretty obvious that ol' Bab Yags agrees with the rebellion, I had to spend an hour being asked about it.
I thought for a while, because, truth be told, I don't know. I'm all for following in the footsteps of a little travelling girl who will be part with a gang of cannibal robbers, but I'm just here for the coffee. So, I explained that I was totally fine with following my destiny, as it was simple, easy, and it doesn't seem to have an ending. How wonderful. I can do whatever I choose to do after it.
I've decided I am going to ditch the travelling gimmick and ride solo, I'm gonna mooch off of every friend I've ever decided to
ruin enlighten the life of, I'm gonna hold life at knife-point and make it hand over amazing experience after amazing experience. It'll be so fun! Also, maybe I'll kill a man! If I'm constantly on the move they can't exactly catch me!
I know that sounds kind of...alarming. But let's face it. I don't care I'm "problematic" and "unstable" and I accept those labels happily. All my life I've missed my momma, left to be raised by my slowly senile grandmama, left to be wild and free to do whatever I want.
Maybe that's why part of me wants to be free of my destiny...