What: Trying to figure out what's wrong with Derek
When: Friday morning
Where: Destiny's cabin
Warnings: Flashbacks, memories/mentions of torture, language, angst, anything and everything
( When you look at my face, does it seem just as ugly to you? I can't seem to erase all the scars that I have lived with from you. I'm so sick of this place, and this taste in my mouth; 'cause of you I can't figure what I'm all about. And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for, but you. It's not easy to hide all this damage inside, I'll carry it with me til' I'm not alive. )