and if you stay then I'll show you the way to return from the ashes you crawl

[teh_crimson_one]

I go to the forest, trees reaching for the sun, thick flowers underfoot, and I am yet dissatisfied. My mind is more full of thoughts, recriminations, distrust, than there are flowers growing here. I relax against the thick moss and I am not comforted

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[ashleybrat]

You gotta crush
I had one of those, well til my dad chased him off.
I had a girl crush to I guess I am weird.

[teh_crimson_one]

..a crush? Yes, methinks perhaps the malady fits the symptom. Pray tell, precious small soul, what incantations, what philtre, what potent and abhorrent
pabulum must I imbibe to break his power over me?

Assist me to crush this 'crush' lest I crush you, little bug.