
Your wings are BROKEN and tattered. You are an angelic spirit who has fallen from grace for one reason or another - possibly, you made one tragic mistake that cost you everything. Or maybe you were blamed for a crime you didn't commit. In any case, you are faithless and joyless. You find no happiness, love, or acceptance in your love or in yourself. Most days are a burden and you wonder when the hurting will end. Sweet, beautiful and sorrowful, you paint a tragic and touching picture. You are the one that few understand. Those that do know you are likely to love you deeply and wish that they could do something to ease your pain. You are constantly living in memories of better times and a better world. You are hard on yourself and self-critical or self-loathing. Feeling rejected and unloved, you are sensitive, caring, deep, and despite your tainted nature, your soul is breathtakingly beautiful.
*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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And now I'm going to have that "Mr. Mister" song stuck in my head for the rest of the day, thankyouverymuch.
Today's "Waiting About For Workmen" countdown has begun. Which is why I'm still sitting here doing silly quizzes. When and if anyone does arrive I get to rush into the closet and stand over them repeating, 'no paint, it's winter' until they go away again. Joy.
Tonight's Civic Duty options are the SotU or dragging myself out to a MeetUp in this cold. I think I'll curl up into a fetal position under the covers and watch part 2 of "Barbarians" instead.