[Written on scrap paper and shoved into his desk]

Jun 01, 2008 15:23

"Come on, open your eyes
Come on, open your mind," she said
You know it's fun to rewind and replay all the things we did
What once was lost just cannot be returned
What once was gone just cannot be returned so I say...

I don't know why I'm feeling so sorry for myself. There's no real reason for it. Guilty? Hell yeah. But I got no right to wallow in fucking self-pity.

Fuck me.

I can't even be bothered worrying about how much this is going to fuck up the play. Maybe I should just pull out. Should have done that earlier. Too fucking tired.

I want a line. Just one...c'mon, surely one wouldn't hurt, right? No, of course it fucking would. Fuck.

I want a bottle of vodka, too, but I should probably stay away from it. Never drinking again. Haaah. That's what they all say.

What the fuck have I fucking done.

Inuzuka, you were a fuck-up before. Now you're not even worth salvaging.

{Try to save my soul to Light; nobody's fault but mine ♫]

haku, here we go again, drop an anvil on me, do the drugs still work?, play, sink into the ground, teetotalling is the new rehab

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