I also hate when friends delete or change accounts.

So, my first real circle of furry friends I got because someone had declared he was deleting his account and leaving fandom forever and ever and this time he means it, just days before any of them noticed me ... and our personalities were such that they assumed I was him in his new guise and took me up and by the time they understood the truth, they liked me too.

Became friends with that guy, too, when he did reappear a week or so later and then when he announced he was deleting his accounts and leaving forever it left me devastated and grasping on to what little bits of time I could ... and then he came back, and deleted again and came back again, and the cycles of this grew longer, and I stopped worrying so much about when he said he would, and then one day he just drifted away to other stuff. Sometimes poked back in, to say hi, but just ... left quietly and so far as I'm aware stayed okay after that.

Oh my goodness

This was a STORY. You must have one of those faces.

My closest furry friend in high school, I was left to believe she died of a miscarriage at 19 (the doctor had told her "you've been smoking since you were ten, your uterus is basically a shrunken head right now, that last pregnancy almost killed you and this one definitely will"). Five years later, a burner account on FA messaged me asking "Can I draw you?" and I said "Sure?" and she sent me a deviantart icon she'd drawn for me years and years ago as proof of personhood. Turns out she misses me but wanted me to know she wasn't dead, just that her abusive boyfriend stole all her passwords, and now she's on the lam and won't make an online presence again. C'est la vie, say the old folks.

So I'm trying not to worry too much. I had enough dead friends to begin with.

Oh, wow. That's a heck of a thing to go through. I hope she's all right.

Or King Yrcanos.

VROOMNIK

But I _like_ Clone High! :}

Still, I hope your wrist survives. O:

NAWTHING BAD EVAH HAPPENS TO THE KENNEDYS!

And it'll go okay as long as I don't keep fingering sluts left and right. A lesson I would learn faster were I not a slut myself.

I understand, sometimes you just have to finger something. >___>

"For supper, I want a party platter."