
..Is it wrong to feel a little bit lonely on a website full of so many wonderful people? I hardly ever see faces I recognize, here. And when I do, They feel so.. Distant. I'll miss their first post in weeks by 10 hours because I was working and taking care of the after-work part of work. Or they'll be the untouchable, the Pinaccle of Class, someone I know I shouldn't be bothering with my favored foolishness. Or they're just.. someone I don't know if I should speak directly to. It's very silly, Maybe. This is, by all measures, meant to be a website for Trolls. That is what it was designed for. And after Trolls in sheer volume are humans. Humans skilled enough to navigate into web traffic not meant for them. or maybe just plumb lucky enough to find their way on accident. ..And then there's way more Carapacians than us. They were cloned in such high numbers during their war. It makes sense to see them. ...And then there's Leprechauns. 14, and Me. And it feels like I'm a little bit.. Alone. A single voice. There are Damaras, There are Scratches, There's even the Lord a few times (I think?) There's Snowmans, at least, But. I don't know. I think the worst part is knowing that sometimes, even if I see a friendly face, that they might not know who I am. It's the nature of Paradox Space, I think. When timelines splinter off and off and off and off.. The probability isn't zero, but it's far more likely that they've never seen one of me, even if they've hopped timelines before. Or maybe if they did see me, given the fact of how 6's doll works.. there's a chance I wasn't anything to recognize. I should probably tag that. #cw_death #death #idontknowtags . At least I feel a little better knowing that Kris apparently knew one of me, once. That's nice. It's nice to know a warm face like that. I'm definitely #rambling by now. so I might as well tag my #longpost as a #vent of some sort. Sorry for being #sad about #unimportant nonsense. It's just a little hard to not feel like things are bleak, sometimes. I'm a person too. A person who will talk your eardrums out of your head if I'm allowed. Blehhh.


