[locked from Magneto]

[john_movinon]

I sorta want to take down my New Year's post from earlier today. Hello, just skip that entire thing and replace it with this:

Well. At least I can enter the New Year with Magneto's own reassurance that he's not going to kill me. Yet. So there's that. Go 2009.

I feel numb. Empty. Little. Worthless. I really am nothing. Nothing at all.

Comments

[thecheerleader]

It sucks that you had to talk to him.

None of your friends would let anything happen to you. I'm one of them now, I can promise you that he wouldn't get very far.

[john_movinon]

Yeah. I think I kinda jinxed it with that post. I did provoke him or whatever.

You should stay away from him. He's really really dangerous, Claire. Like, you have no idea.

He's not going to do anything to me. I don't matter.

[thecheerleader]

He was spying on you, that's not the same as provoking him. This is your journal.

I'm not going to go after the guy, but I wouldn't stand back and watch if you were in trouble. There's no killing me.

He better not.

[john_movinon]

He's just messing with my head or whatever.

He won't. But, thanks, Claire.

[thecheerleader]

I get it. Sylar did that to me.

Anytime.

[john_movinon]

Yeah. Villians.