May 7, 2019
I was becoming away from home a lot more recently, and I've been shirking away from updating most of my entries. I think this is a good time to tell you what's happening during the passing months. Be advised, the things that I'll share won't be anything too much common in our social lives.
The Dragoness had invited me out to join her in the events of Pokémon Go. What made it harder on me was that the Witch was there. At first my heart was racing, but then I realized that she may have someone already. A hard pill to swallow, but I had to stifle my personal feelings, and fake a smile. It wasn't long until The Dragoness had a plan for the Tigress to join. I felt sick, stunned even. I didn't want to talk about my final message. In the end, we've ended up talking about it due to the Dragoness' command. I told the Tigress how I was feeling and where my mindset was going. Even about the mental illusion of a gun barrel pressed against my head while I was attempting to sleep. What did I get from her? Her life story again. She told me that she had to deal with the trial about the druggie who caused a wreck that killed her father. She said that she began to shut everyone out. I don't understand, aren't friends suppose to be there in that tough time? On top of that she told me that she'll be paralyzed until the age of 50. I've been trying to get to my main points, but it was cut off there. I told myself that I'll have to accept the reality before me, but I still feel like I'm lying to myself.
Not long, the Reaper joined us. We've all ended up going hanging out for a brief moment, until I noticed the Sportsman walking about. I tried to garner his attention to join us, but only blindly forgetting that the Tigress was with us. We've managed to head back to meet him with his mate, but along the way, turns out the Tigress was still hiding more from me. She didn't want me to go to Missouri according to the Reaper. She would only go if I wasn't going. So not proving that she wants me as her friend still, she said that. That hurts me severely. I was there helping her through thick and thin, but she showed her true colors. I'm amazed that she threw all of what early 2018 between us. That bond was just something to get my hopes up. Everyone tells me not to worry about her, but I can't help it. Someone in my town that gave me hope, shattered it far worse than any other that's miles away.
On a different day. The Dragoness and Reaper invited me to go fishing. There was a delay though. The Symbiote is getting jealous that the two were spending more time together. My question is why? Why would he get jealous knowing he himself was to blame? He spent 4 years cheating and abusing her, not to mention I've learned that he never once took care of his daughter personally and leaving her to do all the work. The Reaper was becoming more and more of a father to her daughter, and the Symbiote was growing envious for no reason. He was going on saying that he has no friends and that she could live with him. How can someone who was the reason she's suffering and now free be awful to her and his friends? She was definitely hurting, the Symbiote was too far gone and changed for the worse. If I had to be honest, I would say that his grandmother would be disappointed in him right now if she was still with us. It's not my place to intervene though it wouldn't matter. My voice isn't a blade like others.
Low and behold, the Tigress went to Missouri. She can't say that she didn't, the Hero was with her and I saw it all. How they were having fun. Everyone was saying that those two were back together, I'm starting to believe it more. I'm at the point of believing that these skin covered shadows aren't my friends. I'm all alone and only needed for certain things. Nothing relatable. The Demon isn't doing much better. He can still be a jerk, but he's showing he cares, somewhat. He still doesn't understand that I've lost interest in talking about the women wrestlers. I guess it can't be helped. He wouldn't listen to me no way unless if it benefits him. The Duelist and I were back in our routine of card games, but his friend at GameStop pressured me into getting a limited edition box for a card. Soon as I opened it, he opened all the packs and didn't even care to think of what cards would be useful to me or worth anything. As he got off of work, he chose to get the remaining two boxes. The bastard finally got the card he desired, then traded me trash. As I said, I have no friends, just shadows of their former selves with few trying to take their old selves back.
The Sportsman is helping me with a Jedi costume. I just wish he would be patient with my thought process. I hate being a yes man to certain things. Recently his friend wanted us to show up on a day meant for Star Wars, but turned it into a nerf battle. I knew it would be a long day, but I knew if I were to speak up, it would either get ignored or meet with hostility. Though there is one thing that made my mood worse. Pictures of the Tigress sent to him. So proof that she lied about him violating her was here, but is it still relevant? I don't even know anymore. One thing after another, if I were to explain this to anyone new, they wouldn't know how to approach the situation. I'm worried about the Main Street Festival. How do I approach the shadows of my friends? I'm just stressing myself more and more.
The Fairy had realized that she was Bisexual. I'm proud of her. Though she seems close minded when Akame Ga Kill catch her attention. Not much talking there. The Huntress in California, her area is getting dangerous. She really wants out. To make matters worse is that own mother insulted her intelligence. Calling her stupid and saying she doesn't know anything. That was horrid and atrocious. Her Counsellor is a better mother than she ever will be. I hope she's alright. She doesn't deserve this. Frankly, I believe no one deserves this cruel reality.
I suppose that's it for my end. I'll let you know more should anything happens. I'm still stressed out, but it's still a work in progress.
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The Tigress, The Witch, and The Broken One
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