Asks and Erik, I will be back in the morning.
Maybe for the former, definitely for the latter.
This is posted, and I know it means me, and once again for the life of me I can’t figure what I did wrong, or how. I just wish I knew, so I could … fix it somehow. Apologise. Grovel.
Fucki—I really /like/ this roleplayer, you know; I like the way they handle the character and the first conversation was really gracious and then blam—they just stop replying to me, and I try to find out what’s going on, and half the time it’s like tumblr just eats my messages, and I’m really just so goddamn confused.
Which is just beyond glorious in light of how today went. I’m going to be a worthless bitch tomorrow, I can already tell. I wish I knew why in gods’ names this was so damn important to me.