Apparently it's smart to do this, everyone is. I'm not one to jump the bandwagon, but.. maybe it is smart. And I've got things to say. Wow, it's no wonder i don't have many friends.
For starters, god damnit I've died way to much. WAAAY TO MUCH. Like I'm seriously so sick of dying. And now? Now I'm the freaking handmaid! The freeeeaking handmaid! My ancestor did it because she was spiteful. Me? I don't have a reason. i didn't even choose to be the handmaid.
So i'm screwed.
Well now i hate myself. I'm trying to motivate myself by hating myself and it isn't going so well. I can't even bring myself to properly hate myself. This is sad.
Why are so many emotions involved in this? Why am i so sad? Help me...
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The Handmaid's TaleFanfiction
aradia: it n0w bec0mes apparent t0 me that i am stumbling acr0ss existence and have l0st c0ntr0l 0f it all. 0f c0urse i have many 0pti0ns 0f what i can d0 with my life, but i wanted th0se 0pti0ns t0 be g00d. is that selfish? maybe thats why im writi...