I think it's funny (funny-strange, not funny ha-ha) that more than a couple of dwellars think they are magnets for people who need to vent/dump/unload, etc. I always felt like people sought me out to vent--listen to their life fucking story--and I HATED it. Where were all you perfect sympathetic listeners when I needed you, huh? It seems to me the world has more of the "need to vent" kind than the "sweet listener" kind.
My curse---being me.
My talent---making being me tolerable.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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