
Well... I didn't let go.
Instead I crawled into some terrible corner of my mind and considered all the terrible things that live there- and how to use them to exact my sweet rejection machinations.
I have to say... my brain can go to some pretty bad places.
Which should come as a surprise to exactly no one.
I know it's childish. I know rejection is only as bad as you make it and that really, the whole self-love and appreciation thing should be enough. Theoretically. For most people. Who aren't me. But sometimes it just stinks. And evilly, and awfully enough, sometimes it's a little satisfying to stew.
And until next time.
Don't worry- it's not you.
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