Having Melanie King thoughts… just felt a sudden urge to listen to her monologue in mag 131 again for no particular reason (like actually. I don’t know why I just needed to hear it again). I don’t even really have anything new to think or say I’m just rotating her in my mind and having feelings about her
Just. She was so alone. Anger was all she had and then it was ripped from her by people she thought she could trust. She was betrayed and traumatized by the only people she could even talk to and so she had no choice but to still talk to them as if they were friends even though she saw their faces in her nightmares, but it was better than being completely alone. They drugged her and cut into her flesh and it was so so traumatizing she felt the pain when she looked at them, but they saved her life. She knew the bullet and the anger was bad, that she was hurting people. She had to deal with the fact that she liked it, the power it gave her. And she knew it being gone was a good thing and they probably saved her life and that betraying her was the only way to do it but it still hurt and she couldn’t forgive them. But she still considered them her friends. Something something Melanie and Jon/Jon and Daisy, something something friendship without forgiveness
Idk just. Melanie King my beloved
