~~Entry the First **
So, I showed up late. I haven't seen Stryker. Tammy refuses to sleep. I've met a chick named Rogue, and then four guys Logan, Fred, Bradley and Martini. So far, I'm not the only 'crazy' one! Thank god.
We don't feel like such a freak. Bradley's sweet. We like him. And Martini? Good guy, funny... cute.
So many emotions and so little control. What kind of sick joke is this? Our head is full. It's not even strong so I don't understand. Need to burn something!! Feels like ages since we started a fire. And we really, really, really, really need a smoke!! Going crazy... no pun intended!
Okay, we ranted. Feel a little better.
(OOC: The entire time I was writing this I could just see her growling and talking out loud and clenching and unclenching her fists between sentences. Almost like she wants to tear her own hair out.)
We don't feel like such a freak. Bradley's sweet. We like him. And Martini? Good guy, funny... cute.
So many emotions and so little control. What kind of sick joke is this? Our head is full. It's not even strong so I don't understand. Need to burn something!! Feels like ages since we started a fire. And we really, really, really, really need a smoke!! Going crazy... no pun intended!
Okay, we ranted. Feel a little better.
(OOC: The entire time I was writing this I could just see her growling and talking out loud and clenching and unclenching her fists between sentences. Almost like she wants to tear her own hair out.)