Doors

[locked to wren m.]

[After receiving this and capitulating on whether to answer or not. Her writing is irregular, cramped and spaced in different places, and at an unnatural slant.] you shouldnt have

[text to nell]

so when am i gonna see your beautiful face?

If you need a day assigned on a calendar to tell someone that you love them, to show them in a shower of red and white gifts, you don't deserve them.

Happy Friday, I hope everyone had a productive Valentine's day, and that you don't beat me to the store for the half price candy today. Did everyone get lucky at least? Even if it was break up sex/hate sex/make up sex/make a baby sex/cheating sex etc etc etc...I hope everyone had some of it.

I know not everyone can access the internet from their journals, and some of you are in space, and some of you are in dinosaur times but for those of you who get a chance - Straight people.

[Voicemail, Gabriel R]
[Left on the hotel voicemail.] Gabriel, I wanted to inform you that the children and I will be visiting with my mother commencing Saturday. Should you require more information, I will be available via the normal means. [A pause.] I hope you are well. Goodbye. [Click.]

[Amongst a journal entry that displays flowers and several leafs of a similar style, can barely be discerned a few words written and scattered in between doodled whorls and vines]

‘West is the spirit of water. It is the direction from which darkness comes.
It is the power of change, the place of dreams, introspection and the unknown.
The west signifies purity and strength.'
o´❀¸(░) `O.¸¸.¸.o´❀'Alfirin?' flower ❁⚘~❀~~❁~~♫♫ ¯`❄.¸(░) `O.❄。¨¯`*✲ ´*。.❄¨¯`*✲⚘❁❀ 'Mallorn' leaf 。❄*´*。✲O.¸¸.¸.o´❁⚘~~~❁⚘❁⚘⚘'Eres Sea?'¯`o.¸(░)`O.¸¸.✲.♫♫♪¸.o´¯`¸.o´¯`❄¸(░)Mae govannen? = greeting?❁⚘~~~❁⚘❁⚘ `O.¸¸.¸.✲´¯`o.¸(░) `O.¸❄。`O.¸¸.¸.o´¯`❄。¨¯`*.Read Beowolf....¸.o´♫♫♪¯`o.¸(░)`O.¸¸.¸.o´¯`❄.¸(░)´*。✲´*。.❄¨¯`*✲。Jack/Aragorn?.¸❄。`O.¸¸.¸.o´¯♫♫♪`❄。¨¯`*....¸.o´¯`o 4x4 Rental/Malcolm




And yes, Chay is still trying to figure this journal thing out

[locked to jack c.]

Thanks for watching Gus. By the way, I

[locked to max m.]

[...] Hey. Still avoiding everyone doing okay?

[locked to thierry b.]

I thought you should I wanted to tell Fuck this

[Nothing sent.]

[Daniel]

You do not like Mardis Gras, Daniel?

[Wren M]

I hope you did not have a hangover for St Valentine, Wren! Lin - do you know Lin? - he told me of a place with such good food, I had one but it went. Your friends, your Luke, they are nice people, I think.

[The day after this delivery.]

Ring.

[Olivia L.]

[A reply to this. It's always pretty obvious in his writing when Daniel is too drunk to stand.]

Present. For good service.

[(Accidentally) Public.]

[After seeing this a bit too late. He hasn't left the apartment, and so the gifts are on the front step.]

[Nice drunken scrawl. The beginning of other letters that were originally supposed to be a lock: Ches]

It's March?

I got Bo to the safehouse, if you were wondering. He seems alright. A little muted, but he's talking the way he usually does, which is a good sign.

[After receiving this. Unintentionally public.]

Damn it, Cas, this isn't funny. The stupid thing won't shut up or stay still. Every time I turn around it's right there, staring at me with its freaky eyes. What the hell did you do to it?

[on pick-up]

I'm told you run things around here.

You shouldnt buy me stuff.