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[Jan. 27th, 2009|12:52 am] |
Okay, I've given this some time and the memories haven't faded.
Fuck this. I'm going to get completely drunk and hope I can forget what last week made me remember. Everyone should stay away from my place for the next, oh, day or so, unless you want to risk electrocution.
( Jaina ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|02:29 am] |
I turned my phone off because I'm fine. I just want to be alone. Stop worrying about me. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:33 am] |
I... what in the world happened last week? It was almost as if I'd forgotten everything...
I can't forget anything. It makes no logical sense. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|08:26 am] |
I hate sleeping, if only for the dreams. I was in the main room at Mordhaus, and all the masters were there. Somehow, a crazed fan got in and tried to kill one of them. I pinned him down, tied him up. He started babbling something psychotic. I looked in his eyes and recognized... something, in them. He wasn't going to stop until he'd killed someone. So I slit his throat. He started to bleed but it wasn't enough, and my daggers went in his thighs and my razors split his skin and he bled and bled but it wasn't enough. He wouldn't die. So I took the smallest razor I had and, working at the cut I'd already made, started to saw his head off. But it was a fake, not even his real head. And the blood kept coming, but now some of it was stage blood, and I was angry because I'd have to clean up after this bastard and he wouldn't fucking die.
Then all my masters left, nonchalant as can be, and I was alone with this freak that I couldn't kill.
Take a shot at interpreting that if you want. Though, I'm pretty sure I already know.
...Last week was certainly dream-like. A fuzzy, grainy dream of a hideous mirror into the past. I never want to see or be that again. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|10:50 am] |
Dammit dammit dammit.
Fuck.
It happened again. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|10:55 am] |
( KITT? ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|11:09 am] |
I'm going dinosaur hunting! |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|12:05 pm] |
Wasn't that just a motherfuckin' TRIP!
You gotta admit though, I was one adorable kid, wasn't I? |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|12:18 pm] |
( Ate ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|01:44 pm] |
I think this place is not so bad after all. I mean yeah, there is craziness everywhere, but that is the story of my life. With the family have, we are epitome of crazy. But one thing is for sure. I am glad that most of my family is here, otherwise I would have gone into an emotion overload by now. Once Phoenix gets here, then the whole family will not be half empty anymore. But Uncle Jack's mansion is... AMAZING to say the least. Riley seems to be enjoying himself too, and I am biding my time by doing what I do best, writing. It's the one thing that seems to be keeping me sane with all the craziness around here. Maybe I can make my dream of being a writer or owning my own joke shop a reality. How I am going to do this, I may never know...
( Private to all Harkness children and Jack ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|02:11 pm] |
I'm bored. Anything happening anywhere? |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|04:11 pm] |
Well, I have to say that was the most interesting thing I have witnessed in a long time. But seriously, does it have to be a blasted tornado that has to blow you into a world that is.. interesting to say the least. All i know is that I am in New York, but it looks different somehow. At least the apartment Mark and I share is still standing, now the question is whether or not he is still here or not, and I swear I am going to hurt someone or something if there is no heat in there. I think a lot of people would agree to the fact that living in a place that is cold all the time is so not cool. Oh well, I guess I better take what is given to me. Maybe I can actually finish the song I am currently working on.. that is easier said than done.
( Private to friends ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|04:22 pm] |
Rory, sweetie, I love you, but if you could stay on the outside of my uterus from now on, that would be great. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:03 pm] |
Hn.
( Wanda ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:05 pm] |
That was... strange.
( Daddy )
( Sophie ) |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:09 pm] |
Far be it from me to give a shit about this, but hell. Anyone seen Codex today? She didn't log on. I'm not worried about her or anything. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:15 pm] |
Well, thank fuck it's safe out again. I'm going to go drink a pint or five. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:28 pm] |
Okay, I don't think that was my fault. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|08:50 pm] |
I've seen weird things but what the hell was that?
Whatever it was though, that was one hell of a buzz. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|10:19 pm] |
So, um, it turns out that those kids are being taken care of by, um, I guess the older version of their selves.
You know, the way they all talked about it, I figured after a week their actual parents would show up, and Alex and I would be back to whatever craziness home had in store for us. Or the Paris that was part of my home.
But we're still here. And the kids' parents aren't. I'm not nearly ready to be a mom, but at the same time. . . I don't get much choice. I don't even feel any kind of real connection to them. I mean, hell, I forgot about them for a week.
Anyway, I guess this is kind of a long way of saying it, but I'm in so far over my head I can't even see the surface. And I kind of need to freak out about that away from Alex, since it will invariably cause her to freak out worse, and I'd do anything to keep her from feeling bad. I just need a night out, someplace quiet where I can think.
any suggestions? |
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