Some people are broken. That's just the way things are. I meet broken people every day and sometimes I want to fix them, sometimes I want to leave them to fix themselves. I look in the mirror and I see the cracks forming, and I wonder if one day I'll look back in the mirror and think 'wow, who is this broken man? Can't be me'. I look at my friends and I wonder why I can't be as whole as they are. But there's one broken man I know that isn't me, and I know he can't be fixed.
One minute I was a man holding a month-old baby in my arms and the next I was a stag curled around a tiny fawn in a magical forest that screwed up time too badly for me to even try and explain it.
How did this happen? She was gone and then she was back, now she's gone again. I'm standing in the front doorway of my apartment and there's a crying child in my arms and I don't know what to do. She's gone, and she's never coming back, and she's left me with this child. What do I do? I look down at the baby and my mind goes blank. It's not happy. It wants its mother, but she's gone. She's not coming back, kid. I still hope that she will, but at the same time I know it's pointless. She's gone. She's gone. She's gone.
hey if im able to get on today someon wanna help with my deer <3? id much apriciate it and thanks for playing with me the other day...i sadly dun remember anyone
The plot thus far is that Taliene basically just up and disappeared in late December, 2011. I did start trying to write something about it, and failed miserably, because I hadn't thought it out very well and the whole thing seemed very cliche.
It's been almost, if not already, six months since she disappeared, and I've been trying to think of a way to resolve this plot. I've also been trying to figure out what actually happened.
and thanks for playing with me the other day...i sadly dun remember anyone 
