Eddie Brock/Venom (its_the_hate) wrote in paragraffiti, @ 2008-06-01 00:48:00 |
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[Filtered Against Gwen]
I am in desperate need of a psychiatrist, an extra talented psychiatrist who I won’t accidentally eat in the middle of a session. Said psychiatrist must be able to stand up to fangs that can tear off a head, claws that might dig into a vital organ, and ridiculously dangerous mood swings that cannot be controlled. Experience with large, dangerous animals might come in handy but it is not required.
A cage could be useful but I can’t promise that I won’t find my way out of it. If any doctors around here know of any medication that has the amazing ability to suppress evil urges you need to speak up now. You will be rewarded handsomely.
Until somebody, by some stroke of luck, or it could be a miracle sent down from God, comes forth with useful insight, I will be sitting in Lex’s study. Alone. Staring at a wall. There’s a painting on it. Not the one I destroyed a few days ago. I think it’s of Alexander the Great. I don’t know. I didn’t study art. I feel like I’ve been inflicted with rabies.
I hate you Parker. This is all your fault.
[Private to Gwen]
I know I haven’t been around much lately and I apologize. I’m going to be staying at Lex’s place until I learn to control myself get some things done. I’ll be dropping by to check up on you. I won’t let you get hurt.