December 20th, 2009

[info]static_shower in [info]paragraffiti

I got to hug my mom for the first time ever. I don't know how..it doesn't make sense if they're ghosts that we can touch them, but I don't think I care. I was starting to forget her. I thought I was gonna lose my memory of her because I couldn't remember what she was like. But she was here. I think...maybe it was really her. She didn't hurt me, she was proud of me. Isn't that what moms are like?

[info]goingtowin in [info]paragraffiti

Medic. Band-aids. Chocolate.

Apparently things are becoming more solid.

[info]cowgirl_ed in [info]paragraffiti

Several hours of being chased by bounty heads that only knew my online counterpart, not fun. Add in taunting about only being smart, just made things worse. One insane clown trying to shoot me, icing on the freaking cake.

Being almost cut open by your team's worst enemy: priceless.

So that should explain screaming in Japanese near the Welcome Center.

(small ooc: Ed is hiding the fact she got nicked by a stray sword)

[info]pyramidcylon in [info]paragraffiti

Being followed around by a blonde believing my daughter is possibly some kind of god/savior type. Not my idea of fun.

I have now decided that D'Anna Biers is even creepier when looking at me with some kind of adoration and worship than when she was trying to kill me, rather a lot.

[info]sonofajackal in [info]paragraffiti

I've heard of bad families, but.. damn. Never thought my foster dad would be trying to kill me in my own car. Fucking psycho. At least it wasn't on an altar this time My car stinks of brandy. Hypocrytical, self-righteous, religious fanatic dumbasses think they know it all, they're all crazy and stuid and wrong, like to see anybody in my shoes and THEN they can say they know me

Oh! And night before that, someone talked about love and then just took it away afterward. Anybody figure out what all this is? Or why? Is it like therapy or something? The PTB or the SP do this, or someone else? Because I gotta say, I didn't make any appointment. This is like Dr. Phil.. on crack. Why am I hearing trumpets right now

[info]angelblood in [info]paragraffiti

I didn't think this was so bad at first.

My brother was just here. He had to remind me they never found his body. I don't think I've ever met anyone so twisted in my life. The worse part being it was never his fault he turned out that way. The second being I couldn't do anything if he actually wanted to hurt me.

I threw up my su I think I'm getting sick with something.

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