“What I Want”
Back of the line? Really, Cai? This underdog shit is beginning to play out fast. You wrote your own ticket to the top. Once HBG grows bored with the Vixens Championship or whenever you manage to knock her off her pedestal, you’ll be queen of the castle. You don’t realize how close you are to getting a title shot, do you? You don’t realize that you’re no longer the bubbly newbie you once was, but a battle hardened veteran of the division. You are Big Bad Cailin (BBC for short), one of the biggest threats- no THE biggest threat to Claudia’s reign. Aria will fail the second time around, something both you and I know. You’re next in line Cai...just as long as Tarah holds on to her precious Specialist championship. Knowing how greedy she is, she’ll probably go after the Vix belt as well. Either way, wolves lie in wait for the moment one of you reach for the belt...only for it to have it snatched from your fingers. The longer you reach out for it, the further that dream slips away from you. The Reality of Calilin Dillon: Vixens Champion? De-FUCKING-nied under my watch! The New Reality is there will be a wall built between the Sirens and what they covet the most, the pinnacle in women's wrestling: the EAW Vixens Championship. As long as I breathe, as long as my rage burns white hot, Ivy, Harley, and Selina will never get close to what their hearts desire.
Lady Shiva stands between them and destiny. How’s that for a retcon bitches!?
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Real friends. I wonder what that really means to either of you. I wonder what it means to Aria. I wonder what loyalty is to you young lioness? Probably the equivalent to a piece of shit souvenir in a Niagara Falls gift shop. Not the fun Canadian Niagara Falls, but the lame duck American one. A small town once known for its glorious history, now a struggling financial burden trying to stand on its last legs. But from when I last visited the place, there was some hope. A little bit of hope that one day Cloudy will snap out of it and crawl back under the skirts of EAW’s resident girl squad...right next to Haruna. She’s on Cai’s jock more than Nas is on DDD’s. No matter what you do to her, Haru-chan will come running back like a little puppy. I’m beyond sick, and if I could throw up I would right on camera to show just how disgusted I am. Here you are the two of you throwing down the bait and here comes Sakazaki chucking and jiving for two Vixens she knows in her heart of hearts she could beat. The Haruna from Tokyo can seize fate by the throat and stand above all others, but she can’t keep her mouth off Cai’s cooch. Fine Haru, run in there with the mentality of a one man army. The moment I saw the match card, I was prepared to take this L. Nothing good has ever come out of us teaming or feuding.
This is not just about some revenge fantasy Cailin. I know you like for your exes to be hot on your heels, but you are only a fraction of the equation. The only one begging and whining is Haruna who is desperate to get back into your clutches. Go ahead, take the dimwit, see if I care. As for not regarding the two of you as threats Aria? I know how destructive you both are. Both in and outside of the ring. (laughs) I’m not still not surprised that you two just don’t get it. How much I don’t give a fuck about how much you think you have this win in the bag. Honestly victory for you two is guaranteed, especially with a lackluster partner like Haruna. I’m not going to this match which a victory in mind…
I just want to hurt you. Physically and mentally.
The only way I will ever care about beating you two at this point if I’m able to take a piece of your pride. It only matters if your dreams are shattered in the process. All I can see in my head is Cailin sitting in a dark locker room with a look of defeat. All I can imagine is Aria looking back at the EAW HQ with regret as she walks away one last time. What I want the most is Tarah being pushed by Ryan in a wheelchair, remembering days gone by. Those are my
#lifegoals. That’s my
#blackgirlmagic. That’s when I know that I’m
#blessed. With each passing day I grow tired of you dancing on the tipeetoes of our egos. Yes, every word I say it may feel like I’m digging myself into a deeper hole, but I’m content with that. Your rights you claim you have Aria...just incentives from the machine. Your life is as plastic as it appears on True Vixens: scripted and well organized. The heroes people cheer for always win and the villains swept under the rug to be forgotten. Maddie? Gone. Raven Lee? Gone. Lumen Gray? Gone. But the usual suspects are here to play, the ones on the front cover of albums, magazines, and billboards. The usual suspects are the ones guest starring on TV shows and making talk show appearances. This is not a judgement but mere observation because I was right there next to you guys on each and every one of those things. But, I’ve chosen another path...something none of you will understand. I felt the need to stay the happy go lucky Cloud Matsuda was getting me nowhere. It earned me no respect. It isolated me from those I loved, making me feel more alone than I did several years ago. Aria knows what I’m talking about.
You can keep your company, I feel more comfortable with my loneliness. After it, it’s my only constant that’s true. I’m no fool who thinks Sanatorium are my new friends. Being around them is helping me flesh out my thoughts and harness the pain in my heart, but nothing lasts forever. Pain for Pride was evident was that.
I could yap on and on about what Cailin probably considers to be the same shit over and over but quite frankly I just want to break your faces. Fuck these promos. Fuck your victories. Fuck these titles. Chasing the so-called dream lead so many people to an early grave. You blind fools can keep all of that. I’ll just settle for exposing to you all just how pointless this all is.
And only then will you realize that I’m right.
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