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Hmmmm....
This is actually kind of a serious journal.

There are very few questions that make me angry, and it takes a whole lot to make me angry.

And at the top of that list is "Would you cry if I died?"

Nobody knows exactly how pissed off this question makes me.

There are two sides to how I feel about it.

I feel insulted because you have to ask? Do you have that little faith in our friendship? No, really?

And the second side is that I don't cry when people die.

Sometimes, I don't even cry at a funeral.

I cry when I turn to say something to that person and realize that they are gone. I cry when their absence hit's me in the face because I want to tell them something and they are gone.

(If this was tumblr, I'd file it under the stupid things about villains-defiant you never really cared about)

(But since it's dA, I'll call it, "My real life friends, remember this. Few things make me angry, and this is one of them"

Sorry if this has put a depressing note on your day, but I kind of needed to finish this thought since I didn't really clear that up in school, I might as well do it here.



Oh yeah. And I saw the Avengers.