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Entry (or whatever she writes in this damn thing)~
God, journals are so damn girly.
Soooo anyways, Ears was an idiot and scattered her memories. Because the damn b***h likes being annoying.
So of course, I have to go find them and deal with all the insane, idiotic people she's friends with. Ugh. Don't even let me do my drugs, those bastards. Hell, I can't even eat MEAT.
At least I have candy...though her stomach doesn't really like it. Little wuss.
So, why am I doing this, you may ask?
...Oh hell I just thought in my mind you were asking me that.
Anyways, I'm only doin' it cos it's scary as hell in her ******** mind without her memories. I always knew dem things were important, but...
I didn't really realize how much of the person they made up until that dark corner of her mind started growin all big. And when I started enterin' her dreams
********, it's like a wasteland. A ******** monchrome wasteland. Psychological hell. And with all that ******** whisperin' that's been goin on, what with that freaky dragon and all...
Ugh. Why the ******** is it that the only thing she remembered was that whole Underland or whatever fiasco? Burning rabbits. Friggen blood everywhere, some tiger gettin' stabbed with this ice spike. Then Lily, all young. The problem? She's ******** white. Not like, livin' white, like prostitute white. With this creepy as hell sliver of a black smile, and no eyes...
Goddamn that s**t was scary. Sometimes I wonder what the hell is wrong with Lily. How does she control all of that trauma? How does she stay away from all of that hell, never get swallowed up from all of that?
And then I realize, oh right, the idiot doesn't sleep. And she already has, way back when or whatever.
Damn b***h is dramatic.
Anyways, I've got more ******** memories to find. And that bird ain't helpin, either. Stupid nightingale is flyin' all over the place. Tch.
This s**t sucks. I wish I had my gang back. That b***h Rika or whatever kept on insulting me, tellin' me how low of me it was to slide into Lily's body, that I was top dog and look what the hell happened to me now.
And she kept on insulting Sol
SHE DOESNT KNOW A ******** THING OF WHAT HAPPENED DAMNIT
Ugh. This is going to be the worst ******** stuff ever.
I'm surprised these wizard kids or whatever don't know muggle chatspeak yet.
So, here's a lesson for when you finally read these goddamn things, Lily, and I'm only doin' 'em so you know what the hell happens when you're gone.
Ugh, you owe me.
FML (otherwise known as '******** my life.')
 Siyaahi · Tue Feb 21, 2012 @ 01:41am · 0 Comments |
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