Apathy and Uncertainty
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Chapter 1
"Misandry"
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I dislike people. I immensely dislike people. And you know what? People dislike me too. I guess I just repel anyone capable of rational thought.
Not like I MEAN to or anything. I need someone to talk to just as much as the Pope needs to go to church. Bad comparison, I know, but you get my point, right?
And, as you've discovered already, I'm a bitch. My name has become synonymous with bitch. I am the bitch overlady or whatever. You know NOBODY as bitchy as I! Well, maybe that's an overstatement, but to put it simply as I have before: I'm just your everyday mega-bitch.
…without that pissy old lady attitude, of course.
Don't you hate those kind of people? Y'know, 60 year old bus drivers that have the permanent PMS? They could run the goddamn bus into a lamp post and kill everyone on board—yes, I know that's pretty damn impossible—and she'd still hold out her hand for her paycheck and say "Gimme."
I'm wandering and stuff now, aren't I? Yeah, I am. You came to hear my life story, and my life story ye shall have! Even though it's not the nicest story around.
But, then again, I am not the nicest person, and I do not know the nicest people.
If I were some closet romance novel reader, I'd say that this story's about love and loss and the want and need for friendship and stuff.
Not that I read romance novels or anything. *cough*
So I guess all I can say is that this is the tale of myself, Faery Sioned La'Griffe, and how I gained and lost my best—not to mention ONLY—friend.
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Author's Notes: Wh33. Fun. Short chapter, but I'm not quite into the good stuff yet, am I? No, noooo…I'm not.
And Sioned is pronounced "Shuh-ned" by the way :P
