Being emotionally dependent on a whimsical person is fraught with anxiety because of the possibilty, even likelihood, of malicious whims.
The casual phrase that stings, the light allusion to nastiness past...
And like all good self-fulfilling prophecies, it's the fear of that chance, that possibilty, that makes it seem more the rule than the exception.
Dependence on a whimsical world, now that's a different trip. The factors involved seem infinite, more likely to guarantee true chance. Makes you feel like this time around it's you calling the shots.
For better or worse.
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