Ranting.

[akai_uta]

[Private, possibly hackable]

I don't know what the hell's going on anymore. I've got new scars, new hickies, and a new goddamned paranoia of the shit that's so obviously around. I want to kill his stupid, sadistic, rapist ass, I want to rip him apart. Rip out his teeth, break his nose, cut off a limb or two with piano wire, rip out his eyes, and

Comments

[lunchmoneypunk]

I might be interested. There's nothing else going on at the moment. Will I be paid for it?

[akai_uta]

Depends on how much red there is. Willing to chance it?

[lunchmoneypunk]

Sure, why the hell not?

[akai_uta]

Great. I'll have clothes for you and shit, so you wont get your threads dirty. My place tomorrow at Four.

[lunchmoneypunk]

I'll see you at four, then.