It saddens me that I have to say this, especially right on the heels of Karrie and Palwasha’s posts, but I’m also leaving Spellbound. I’ve enjoyed all the time I’ve spent here and the hard work that has gone into paras with my character and helping her to develop, but I feel as though the ooc drama that has been running rampant lately is more than most could tolerate.
I’ve enjoyed meeting most of you and, to be quite honest, leaving you is harder than leaving the rp. But I will always be available on my personal to the friends that I have made here.
I don’t want this to seem like a slap in the face to anyone, especially if my character is intertwined in your storyline, but I ultimately think this decision is best for the group as a whole.
I wish you all the best of luck with your characters and the redevelopment of Spellbound. I will never forget the impact that you have all had on my life. If you need me, I’m here for you, always.
Well, you sure know how to make me smile.
I’ll see you soon!

Well, don’t hurt me but…I have to go and make a pit stop before I come over. Is that cool? Then, you can tell me everything. I’m not exactly Vic or Rachel but I hope I suffice! :D
A pit stop? That’s okay. At least you’ll be here at all. And I know you’re not Vic or Rachel… You’re Robbie and that’s actually just what I need right now.

Well, that’s pretty uncool of them but I’m sure Natasha didn’t mean to call you a whore. Besides, you two aren’t exactly two peas in a pod. Nevertheless, it was definitely uncalled for.
I really don’t know what makes someone a whore, Lindsay but I’m certain that you’re not one so don’t for one second even think you resemble one.
Want me to stay the night?
She meant to, believe me. But thank you, Robbie. And yes, I do. Will you be over soon?

I would ask if you’re okay but I’m sure that’s a stupid question.
Want to talk about what happened?
Let’s see, Skye’s basically stabbed me in the back and Natasha called me a whore. Then she and I got into a big argument… What makes me a whore, Robbie?

I’m going to say this once and only once, so you better listen closely. You think I’m reckless? Really now? It seems to me like you don’t think I’m an actual person here. Just because I’m a bitch most of the time and I act like I don’t care about anyone or anything, you must be pretty fucking stupid if you can’t see through that. I’m not going to have a downfall. Please, I’m not some cold hearted bitch like you think I am. Next time you want to assume something about me, get your facts straight. No problem. Goodbye.
And the hypocrisy continues. I realize that you’re a person, Natasha. I’m just commenting on the type of person you portray yourself as. But honestly? “Just because I’m a bitch most of the time and I act like I don’t care about anyone or anything, you must be pretty fucking stupid if you can’t see through that.” You really are delusional. You think people are obligated to search your soul and find out that Natasha Moore really does have a heart of gold? BS. So, do forgive me if all I can see is the ‘bitch’ exterior. Have a wonderful night, Natasha.

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I didn’t just pop out of fucking nowhere. So, continue with your life and be all happy. I don’t give a fuck, just stay out of mine. I don’t care what you say to me or about me. I could care less if you fucking disappeared and no one saw you again. I don’t give two shits about you, McKenzie.

Considering the fact that I hadn’t spoken to you in days and had made no mention of you… yeah, that was out of nowhere. But, you know what Natasha, despite how I feel about you, I can at least say that I didn’t make up lies about you to other people and that I’m not the type of person who would be okay with someone disappearing. You are tactless and reckless and that will be your downfall. I’m not trying to get in your business or your relationship so do us both a favor and keep my name out of your mouth and I’ll do the same for you.
Okay, now you’re starting to piss me the fuck off. My love life isn’t your concern. So what if I was friends with benefits with someone, it’s not the end of the fucking world. You need to get out of your perfect little world. And don’t try to act like you know a thing about why I live my life the way I do. And for your information Miss Prim and Proper, I’m not a whore. Yes, I have sex, but I don’t tell everyone and I’m sure not throwing myself at anyone. You need to stop living in the past and move on with your fucking life already. This whole “I’m heartbroken” act got old pretty fast and it’s just pathetic.

No, it’s not! Just as my life in general isn’t your concern. You wanted me to mind my own business, I did it! Then you decided to stick you nose where it doesn’t belong and go around talking crap about me? You must want me to be concerned with your life. Well guess what, I could care less what you do and who you do it with. I’m not the least bit concerned about you. And the heartbroken act? That’s just hilarious. It seems like when I was actually fine and content and happy you decided to pop up. So, what’s the problem? You haven’t even been able to tell me what makes me a whore.