[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 ( Read more... )

Happy birthday to me, after nine days. It must have taken that motherfucking long to recoop. Christ Sasori's vicious. I don't really know exactly how the hell I can sum up my birthday party, 'cept by the end of the fuckin' day it was all priceless. I'm wondering just when the hell Deidara became blunt, but if that's the result, who the hell am I to ( Read more... )