so once there was this grrl, and she and an othergrrl had much much fun. one day one of the grrls kindof betrayed the othergrrl without intending to, which caused the othergrrl to act strangely. this behaviour has been described as shady, passive aggressive, skirting and oh...why not...really fucking uncalled for. othergrrl since teamed up (teemed up) with a clown.

now, the clown, having vested interests of his own, encouraged the first grrl's downfall using any method available, even going so far as to slander and lie and such.

the grrl was sad, the grrl was very very sad about the fact of loosing othergrrl, but over time had seen that perhaps she did not realize that othergrrl had other sides that may not have been quite apparant from the very beginning, almost and exactly like a harliquin, thusly her nick.

...and the clown house rocks and sways and bays out into the night.

...and the grrl pines for the love of her boi, her precious and most dear ... her bootyboi. and someday the pining will stop, and the arms will open, and once again will embrace the sun -- without being burnt -- without pain.

there are no regrets in the land of make believe, only blue castles and icicles made of candy...thick fog and thunderstorms. that is all there is here. that is all...and also

*evol*