~~ darkness and the inner child.

As far as I can tell, I don't really 'disapprove' of anyone's kinks, as far as they're shown in stories or fantasies or whatever, in a judge-and-jury political way. Surfing mindlessly the way I do, I found a site about crucified women. And it struck me that my reaction-- my morbidly fascinated horror-- is just about... my reaction to darkness. This is about my struggle to accept and overcome what I see as... basically, the nightmares that consume people.

( I realize I live in happy denial land most of the time, okay? Yeah. )

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EDIT - Just in case. er. This is just. -not-. (not!) directed at anyone in fandom. And stuff. And not even at the site with the crucified women (which. wasn't even that bad... maybe?).... I'm. Sorry if I seemed scary/judgemental/naive-- again. I mean well! I know I'm always messing with this subject and always... running the risk of being offensive but I just. Keep. Questioning, that's all. Not answering, just questioning. Asking -why- the things that disturb me, disturb me. Why, why, what does it mean, who are these other people, what does pain teach them/me/someone. Wishing... that... people never hurt each other. Always wishing.

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And. Ella Enchanted is a movie! Fweeeee! :D
    Also... Sara... *wibbles*. Er. Watch this space. *hides and beats muse*
    yes, one day I'll say 'happy birthday' -without- the present being ready, too. one day. *coughs*

(The zen of digging snarky bastards.)

Sometimes it bothers me that JKR has a hate-on for Draco. Sort of like sometimes it bothers me when people have too much (what's too much? I don't know!) of a love-on for Draco, in so far as they worship him in all his dubious-yet-snarky glory. And then I read an old post of Cassie's, and everything was clear with my world.

( I'd realized the trouble with the `but he's a w00bie!' syndrome. Heh. )