Aug 23, 2004 17:39
Something has happened to me. I felt it last night when I was draining that nice family who picked me up hitchin'. Heh. People still pick up hitchikers. Morons. But I'm sorry. I shouldn't have drained them. I shouldn't have had sex with the wife while the husband watched. I feel horrible...
Oh shut up. The voices inside my head are so loud. They won't shut up. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP.
No. Something is wrong. The pain inside me is to much. It's not a good pain. It's not fun and it needs to stop.
I hear you. I hear you all. I'm sorry, goddamn it. I'm sorry I killed you all. I'm sorry I tortured you. I'm sorry. LEAVE ME ALONE.
There has to be a way to fix it. Oh. Oh I know. I heard some vamps talking about going to the Hellmouth. They want to open it up so we can get the voices out of our heads. Yeah. Good plan.
I got a better plan. The Hellmouth has slayers. Or a slayer. I can't remember. But slayers mean staking. Staking means the voices shut the fuck up inside my head. Yeah. Yeah, that is what I'll do. Go to the Hellmouth and get myself staked.
SHUT UP. I SAID I WAS SORRY! LEAVE ME ALONE. OH GOD. STAKE ME.