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|[Private to Self // Potentially hackable, for the lulz! xD]|
Full moon tonight.
I always feel like it’s an intrusion; bright and bold, baring all the secrets in my darkness. Things better left buried; or should I say drowned. Everything is so much closer to the surface, threatening to break the skin. The thrill of being so exposed is too much to bear. Reason versus need. I can't stand it.
It’s impractical, I know, but I’ve always liked to work under a full moon. That sharp, cold light, casting precise shadows... I guess I’m prey to a bit of romanticism. Still, aesthetically, it works so well, I’m sure I can be forgiven the impracticality.
I feel like my control is slipping… I’ve been so well-behaved, too well-behaved, here; have to be, can’t make a mess of things. Harry would tell me that, were he here; he’s not, and he doesn’t need to be. He did his work well, instilled incessant neatness in me in lieu of everything I lost. Everyone talks, here, and talks too much; the dead speak, the living speak, those who check the box marked other speak… that’s trouble I don’t dare risk. There’s nothing to take the edge off, though.
|[/Private]|
Everyone’s a little odd today… Well, I guess that’s no cause for alarm. Things would be strange if you weren’t all behaving oddly, right? I hope everyone’s doing well in spite of it.
It’s nice to be spared for once, whatever’s going on… hmn.
I could use a break. And a cup of coffee.
|[ooc: Let’s say, instead of having him shoved in the looney bin where he belongs, Harry Morgan adopted Brian, too. Let’s say that wasn’t enough to make the boys not be crazy. Hence? Two, two, two sociopaths with artificially installed sets of morals for the price of one! Knows where he is, works at the hospital, etc, but will have no idea why you’d be calling him Rudy, so pleeease do xD Have fun~]|
Full moon tonight.
I always feel like it’s an intrusion; bright and bold, baring all the secrets in my darkness. Things better left buried; or should I say drowned. Everything is so much closer to the surface, threatening to break the skin. The thrill of being so exposed is too much to bear. Reason versus need. I can't stand it.
It’s impractical, I know, but I’ve always liked to work under a full moon. That sharp, cold light, casting precise shadows... I guess I’m prey to a bit of romanticism. Still, aesthetically, it works so well, I’m sure I can be forgiven the impracticality.
I feel like my control is slipping… I’ve been so well-behaved, too well-behaved, here; have to be, can’t make a mess of things. Harry would tell me that, were he here; he’s not, and he doesn’t need to be. He did his work well, instilled incessant neatness in me in lieu of everything I lost. Everyone talks, here, and talks too much; the dead speak, the living speak, those who check the box marked other speak… that’s trouble I don’t dare risk. There’s nothing to take the edge off, though.
|[/Private]|
Everyone’s a little odd today… Well, I guess that’s no cause for alarm. Things would be strange if you weren’t all behaving oddly, right? I hope everyone’s doing well in spite of it.
It’s nice to be spared for once, whatever’s going on… hmn.
I could use a break. And a cup of coffee.
|[ooc: Let’s say, instead of having him shoved in the looney bin where he belongs, Harry Morgan adopted Brian, too. Let’s say that wasn’t enough to make the boys not be crazy. Hence? Two, two, two sociopaths with artificially installed sets of morals for the price of one! Knows where he is, works at the hospital, etc, but will have no idea why you’d be calling him Rudy, so pleeease do xD Have fun~]|