I really should've known something was up. Of course I wouldn't be invited along for the sake of being wanted. And it was the kid who filled me in, of all people.

Fuck Lucien.

I am not on edge.

(( If you've talked with him several times before and he likes you, consider yourself a friend. And if you're not sure, just ask. :3 Following his conversation with Eris. ))

I'm not a copy. I'm sure as hell not a damn substitute. I'm just me. I've always been just me. He....made me to be better than that. And I am. I know I am.

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That bitch better ( Read more... )

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I can't believe I did that. He didn't deserve....fuck, I don't even know what the hell's wrong with me anymore. When the did everything get so damn difficult?

It's just not worth it. We learned that from the start, didn't we? The hard way, too. All it really does is invite disaster; people are going to get hurt, one way or another, whether by me ( Read more... )

Alright. I've gone over everything a number of times now. I've looked at my situation from every single angle, thought of every possible way various explanations could end, and I've decided.

I'm completely and utterly fucked regardless.

Even if I'm not uncreated on the spot, at the very least I've still lost any and all trust Dream may've had in me ( Read more... )