Aphrodite Strikes Again

Hello, all! I'm back! *Que corny Musica and fanfare* For those of te who don't know who I am, my name, as te can see, is Amphitrite, but te can all call me Amph. I've been up on Olympus, but I've decided to make my return, and let me tell you, I'm più than a little upset. Why? Well, I've been on this spot from the very beginning, and I think of it the way someone would think of their child. I helped shape it, I Amore it, and più than anything I want to be proud of it...but right now, I'm not very proud....rules have gone unheeded, respect is nil, and well, it just looks crappy...totally...

An excerpt from:
Who am I?

Summary: te are lonely and scared and just can't bring yourself to care anymore. But te do and he doesn't, which makes your cuore hurt even more.
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"Leave, please, just . . . leave." te look around, with tearful eyes and try not to meet his.

He tries to catch your attention; tries to place a hand on your shoulders, but te shake him off stiffly, a look of deep regret on your face.

His mouth opens, as if he is about to speak, but he quickly closes it just as fast, a ghost of a forced smile flitting across his lips. te give him a moment; te want...