If I still had that boy I know that I wouldn't be considering this - at least, not seriously. But, without him - without tying myself to him (because he certainly never tied himself to me) - it's a realistic possiblity. Maybe I am better off without him, without the confinement of love, without the uncertainty of the union's permanence. Everyone always concentrates on the fairy dust and the magic; everyone always glosses over the heartache - if it's acknowledge it all. So f*ck it. I'm through. At least, for a very long time.



Is anyone interested in starting up a Pagan goddess cult? Let me know... We can initiate ourselves as priestesses, and bear homage to Erzulie, our patron mother; lwa of beauty, spirituality, femininty, and love. She's a great goddess - she's got three divine husbands and countless human lovers...she's naughty, demanding, and filthy rich. Maybe we can even create a sacred holiday just so we can dance naked in the light of a full moon. It'll be fun.