Its strange, we are all a little broken. We are all here because of a shared respect and love for someone who uses Her art to hold up a mirror to this fucked up world. The ones that really care about Lia look into thew twisted mirror and just see themselves.
I'm bad at expressing myself.
The world sees Cracky a someone who is going for an image, a scene if you would. We see ourselves, our dreams, fears, hopes, and happiness.
I can't handle that sometimes, some of you may have felt the same way. We love Her and hate ourselves, until it becomes to much and we start to attack others because they can't understand Her as you do.
That's bunk, we are here because we do see ourselves the same way, but we don't want to feel like just another face in the crowd, we want to be special at least in Her eyes.
Fuck
I'm no good at this, some of you use poetry to describe this twisted reality we have made, some use faith, some art. Me I 'm not smart enough or creative enough to express what I'm trying to say, but I think it comes down to this. We are brothers, no not in the Sky Queen way(even though some see it that) way, but in a mind, and heart. We are the bastard children of a world that is beautiful and terrifying. I know you Last even though I've never talked to you. I love you because I know you. Not the details, not your history or your likes or anything as petty as that. The real you that hurts and is lonely, the strength and passion that makes the world seem like the greatest game in the world. The you that is a person and found something that inspired and possessed you and made you who you are today.
Okay thats as sentimental as I get. Don't let the bad things take you over and drive you crazy, because that is a hard road to walk. Be happy and love Her with all your heart.
I like to think in a way She does care about us and thats why She watches. She doesn't get involved because She is to scared of getting hurt.
Thats all.