[ WP ] Your username

Mortified, I logged out. 
 I knew they would laugh. Sneer. Rip me apart. 
 But I hoped differently. 
 I hoped for foolish things. 
 Now, my name would have a history, one that people would mock as they read that history with click-scroll eyes. 
 
 `` Fine.'' 
 
 I would say what I wanted. 
 I would speak up more. 
 I would Clark Gable it up and not give a damn as Scarlett downvoted me. 
 
 And if good complained about what I wrote, missing my earnest intentions, saying my final destination was less than desirable in their eyes, well... 
 
... I'd go happily, secure in the knowledge I had thought each thing through and written well. 
 
 Except when I had n't. 
 
 I clicked `` register'' and began again. And wandered away from what I wanted.
