[Screened to myself (and accidentally Syuusuke and Yuuta, since I used the wrong filter)]

Feb 23, 2010 10:37

Tuesday... I'm writing everything late it seems. There's this feeling of a storm cloud above my head and it might go off at any given moment. One of Keigo's dogs is in the hall, scratching the door. He probably thinks Kite's here, since I don't think the dog really likes me. It's not I've ever really played with him or anything. It a stupid dog if it can't tell Kite already left for classes. Even I'm here because, frankly I'm not feeling up to going to school today, or yesterday, or ever.

Atobe-san was here Sunday. I saw him and Keigo by accident, and I kinda....followed them I guess... The point is, that it had nothing to do with me. To that person, I might not even excist. Which is good and all, if I DIDN'T excist. That jerk is to blame for me and I wish something had put him down before he had a chance to screw my mom. He screwed up EVERYTHING. What gives him the right a branch around like nothing is wrong in his happy little bubble.

Kite looked like a storm cloud when he came in. I tried asking what was wrong, but I guess we're still not that good yet. And I guess Keigo can make it right eventually. I found the uncle's picture again. Maybe taking it wasn't too wise. I look exactly. Like him. Shit. So I panicked. And took off to town. I didn't have money for the barber's, since I took An-chan on a date Saturday. Karma I guess? So I just bought the dye in a bottle. Like I always do. The thing is that my hands shake too much.

Not only my hands either. I have these blank moments, where I just stare into nothing and lose track of time. Cabin fever? But I haven't been closed in here for that long. Just today. I hate it when that person can affect me just by showing his face. But I don't really think it's just his fault either. I'm facing this Void which sucks out my life friend by friend. Everyone's closing up on me. Sensei can say whatever, but I know when I can't talk to someone. I know when someone's not interested in listening. And what can other people do anyway? I need to kick this feeling by myself. If no one needs me, then I need no one. Right?
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