Post by lofora on Jul 31, 2012 12:50:17 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Have nerves.
You're fine.
No, fuck that. You're in your room, as per fucking usual, hoping that you're not going to die. You might as well, though. You're done leaving, and you're done going to talk to people. You seem to have a knack for running into people and either witnessing their lives ruined, too late for you to do anything, or ruin your relationships. Or your own life being ruined. That too. You could fucking kill the snakebitch. No. Not kill. You don't want her dead. You want to do terrible, terrible things to her.
The one you feel the worst about is Caegar.
You single handedly ruined everything for her. At least, that's what you believe, but in all honesty it isn't true. Still, you feel it. She didn't deserve what you did. She deserves someone much better than you.
You're not banging your head against the wall as you usually are. No. This time, you're just sitting with your knees to your chest, leaning against the wall, trying to ignore the disgusting amount of pain you've felt ever since the withdrawal kicked in. Fuck that snakebitch.
You hope today you can wallow in peace.
You're fine.
No, fuck that. You're in your room, as per fucking usual, hoping that you're not going to die. You might as well, though. You're done leaving, and you're done going to talk to people. You seem to have a knack for running into people and either witnessing their lives ruined, too late for you to do anything, or ruin your relationships. Or your own life being ruined. That too. You could fucking kill the snakebitch. No. Not kill. You don't want her dead. You want to do terrible, terrible things to her.
The one you feel the worst about is Caegar.
You single handedly ruined everything for her. At least, that's what you believe, but in all honesty it isn't true. Still, you feel it. She didn't deserve what you did. She deserves someone much better than you.
You're not banging your head against the wall as you usually are. No. This time, you're just sitting with your knees to your chest, leaning against the wall, trying to ignore the disgusting amount of pain you've felt ever since the withdrawal kicked in. Fuck that snakebitch.
You hope today you can wallow in peace.