Take it all away God. Every last memory. Change them. Change them so that what I see in my head of the last few months has been nothing but sleeping around and not getting attached to anyone. I can't deal with this. Not now.
FUCK.
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June 2012
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Huh, well, I'll be. I got a package this afternoon through express mail, and I've got to admit, it's the shiniest thing I've ever received. Hmph. Dammit, I thought I was over this. Boredddddddddddddddddddddddddddd You bloody bastard.....you son of a bitch how could you even THINK...... Okay, kids, just a little tip from Auntie Meredith. Always make sure that you drink plenty of water when you're downing tequila shots. Wow, man. That will not happen goddammit. I swear it fucking won't. I'll kill the bastard myself if I have to. Oh God. I...Ethan. Ethan. My...Ethan. Something has gone wrong. This isn't where I should be. Dr. Bishop... Walter. If this is some kind of weird experiment that you forgot to tell me I was participating in, I will take your cow away. Seeing that on television again did not please me. But for some odd reason it moved me at the same time. You know, Ah might roll my eyes at everything being deepfried down here, but the fact that the little bistro down the road is working on frying whole large birds has me baffled and in wonder. Is a meal really worth risking a grease fireball? Does this Thanksgiving holiday really merit a threat on your life? Huh. She actually did it. I'm kind of impressed, I won't lie. This is your idea of needing my help, Noah? You drop me in the middle of Hell's Kitchen? Well, I am just living in the lap of luxury, but I've got to say, it makes a girl a might bit lonely when she's got a penthouse suite all to herself. This is . . . unsettling. Oh god . . . What the- What- |