Sep. 23rd, 2005

dexfarkin: (bleeding)
She's dying.

People wonder why I'm an atheist.

If there was any justice in this world, any righteousness, Kielle would be surrounded by the people she helped, the ones she enabled, sixty years from now after a full life. Instead, she gets a shitty conjob of a disease, knifed in the back.

There are many things Kielle and I fought over. I never liked her abandonment of a community she forged. We didn't see eye to eye on a lot of things. But we always talked. We always listened. She brought me into a community that helped make me who I am, and I helped make it something to support who she was. I cared about her, and despite our issues, I still hope she cared about me.

And now, it's over. It's not right.

Motherfucker! It's not right!

The only thing to hope is that I'm wrong, and there is a God. Because if that is the case, one day, I can get the motherfucker and make him explain this.

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