Jennifer.
Malcolm:
...appears to have disappeared off the face of the universe. He may be aware that I'm talking about him therefore thinks that he can hide. They can never hide for long. I know that he sucks at running and as a "fear runner" I can definitely catch him. I can always hunt em down.
Diagnosis:
Just give me time.
Life of K:
I feel like I'm drowning in awesomeness. I've decided to wall myself into the tower to prevent me from further pursuing royalty and the overall aristocracy. I feel that I've done splendidly thus far. I've become absorbed in a world of imps and red crayons.
I don't miss society much. I mean, what did it offer me anyways? I'm comfortable swilling cigarettes in my own filth and mound of bodies. I created those bodies. They're mine. All mine. Forever. Sometimes I like to lie next to them and hold my breath just to experience the sensation. Oh sweet revelations! There was a quarter under my bed and I chased it into the next world! It was basically the same as this one only more colour and life. I don't need those things.
Diagnosis:
A hag found facedown in a shimmering pool of her own vomit.
I'd tell you to be good but it's not worth it.
Sleep well.
K.
Today's Discussion Topic:
Has grief actually driven me to insanity or am I just pandering to the masses?
...appears to have disappeared off the face of the universe. He may be aware that I'm talking about him therefore thinks that he can hide. They can never hide for long. I know that he sucks at running and as a "fear runner" I can definitely catch him. I can always hunt em down.
Diagnosis:
Just give me time.
Life of K:
I feel like I'm drowning in awesomeness. I've decided to wall myself into the tower to prevent me from further pursuing royalty and the overall aristocracy. I feel that I've done splendidly thus far. I've become absorbed in a world of imps and red crayons.
I don't miss society much. I mean, what did it offer me anyways? I'm comfortable swilling cigarettes in my own filth and mound of bodies. I created those bodies. They're mine. All mine. Forever. Sometimes I like to lie next to them and hold my breath just to experience the sensation. Oh sweet revelations! There was a quarter under my bed and I chased it into the next world! It was basically the same as this one only more colour and life. I don't need those things.
Diagnosis:
A hag found facedown in a shimmering pool of her own vomit.
I'd tell you to be good but it's not worth it.
Sleep well.
K.
Today's Discussion Topic:
Has grief actually driven me to insanity or am I just pandering to the masses?