>>6677It wasn’t denial, it was frustration, especially since master and I spoke freely and honestly together! Something to do with the universe messing with us. In case you missed the obvious connection: MASTER IS DEAD NOW TOO. SO STOP POSTING ABOUT HIM AND TELL ME THE FREAKIN’ WEATHER FORECAST.
>>6679Stop using metaphors and tell me the weather forecast. Tell me the exact day, hour, minute, second it will start raining! Now! So I can prepare! So I can plan! Tell me the bloody forecast!
>>6676I don’t recall quotes, I recount memories of master and me talking, verbatim. And that’s all relevant to the original topic: WHEN WILL IT RAIN HERE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
>>6680Harm and hurt? Here? On this board? From me? Who are you talking about?! Why do you assume I'd dismiss any kind of abuse? Master and I talked about these issues extensively! And the last time we met, I asked him why I don’t dream about him and he couldn’t explain that, because he wanted to protect me from knowing the truth! His own darkness was so intense that I’m starting to wonder if he was the one pulling the strings.All of which brings me back to the question: WHEN DOES IT START RAINING?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
