Aug 31, 2008 22:02
I wake up, and I'm still here. Same flat, same year: 1973-- only now the telly won't work. No more contact with the real world, just this journal. But I'm not dead, the OD didn't do it-- they must've brought me out. The coma within the coma, gone.
But they couldn't wake me completely. Oh God, please. I just want to wake up. I want to go home. Please.
I'm seeing words-- I mean. Not my words. Just-- words.
I've gone mad. Haha. Wait. Not 'gone'-- I'm still mad!
[Long pause. In this time, he's struck out the stuff above, then tore the page out to start a new one]
Hello?
[OOC: SAY HELLO TO THE MASTER'S EMO LOOKALIKE.]
emo,
not in kansas anymore,
lost boy,
sam is confused