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People talk of all sorts of magic. However their magic presents itself, it has two themed qualities of good and evil. Enchantment used heal and hurt; blessings and curses. I believe in magic. I'm probably not supposed to for so many reasons, not the least of which being safety. I believe in curses, and the many ways one can be cursed and damned. I bear a curse. One I had once thought was a shining representation of what youth, tenacity, vision, and emotion could offer a soul, nay the world. I saw it as an exhilarating blessing that made me glitter and shine, and gave me the power to see through secret walls and travel hidden avenues. They s

I hate when people make me feel bad about things that were supposed to be easy and happy. Why can't I be happy about something. Then they want to know why I'm in such a bad mood all the time. Well, it's because I can't just enjoy anything. I can't just be a bystander to lifes moments and be happy. Dammit. I don't want to have to argue to get things. I know I can throw a tantrum just aswell as the next girl, but do I really have to. I just feel like crap afterwards. Even if I get what I wanted. I'm not THAT self-absorbed. Bitter-sweet is for crap!