#033 // hard to be sure, sometimes I feel so insecure
[Drake's handwriting is clearly agitated, almost gouged into the pages of his journal; there are blots of ink here and there where he pressed so hard that it bled.]
Fuck you, Edensphere.
FUCK. YOU.
haven't you taken enough from me already why did you have to take him
((ooc: strikes = blacked out sloppily but thoroughly almost right away. Drake will be restricting himself to the Hall of Beginnings until Certain Parties(tm) return to the Sphere. Anyone needing him or wanting to see him will be able to find him there.))
Fuck you, Edensphere.
FUCK. YOU.
haven't you taken enough from me already why did you have to take him
((ooc: strikes = blacked out sloppily but thoroughly almost right away. Drake will be restricting himself to the Hall of Beginnings until Certain Parties(tm) return to the Sphere. Anyone needing him or wanting to see him will be able to find him there.))