power_play
Maybe I should start writing diary? I mean, I would really have a lot to write, wouldn't I? But diaries are for chicks. Or just not for me. I should make one in internet. Yeah. They have servers that hosts those, don't they? I think I once heard someone say they do. I'll check. Diary would go so well with the shrink Melissa wants me to get. Why do I need a shrink, really? I'm fully normal. If we discount the psycho factor.
I don't want to go and see a shrink, but Melissa insists I need one. And she actually knows someone who I can tell everything. As in everything. As in magic, demons, trying to kill your father, having two sets of memories and stuff like that. What kind of shrink is it anyway? Because, I am not gonna go and spill my guts to some weirdo demon. I'm still not sure if I want to trust any kind of demons. Bad memories.
"See? That's you." Amber says as she hands me her newest drawing. Oh, yeah, this totally looks like me. I'm yellow and all that. I have perfectly took over Melissa's strategy to smile and tell what a lovely drawing Amber has done. And then go and hang it somewhere. I'll make a great parent. Or well, a parent like Melissa, which could not be all that good. I'm so glad she's not my mother.
Talking about my mother... Everything is so twisted. I liked Darla. I really did. I hope to talk with her more as the time goes by. My lovely, very twisted family. I went to see my parents today too. The not-so-real ones. Had to explain them why I took off so sudden and haven't called ever since. It's so weird. They still feel like my real parents and I love them as such. I just feel so lost in all these feelings. Maybe I do need a shrink.
"It's late, cookie, we need to get you to bed." I say and pick Ambs up. She looks as tired as I feel. Maybe I should go to sleep too. It's not like I'm out partying. Unfair. Lily's out and so is Melissa. Everyone's having a party except for me. I'm here with a three years old that has already fallen asleep, resting her head on my shoulder. Neat.
Well, if I don't get a party, I will go to sleep. Nothing better to do anyway. Evil women and their partying without me.
I don't want to go and see a shrink, but Melissa insists I need one. And she actually knows someone who I can tell everything. As in everything. As in magic, demons, trying to kill your father, having two sets of memories and stuff like that. What kind of shrink is it anyway? Because, I am not gonna go and spill my guts to some weirdo demon. I'm still not sure if I want to trust any kind of demons. Bad memories.
"See? That's you." Amber says as she hands me her newest drawing. Oh, yeah, this totally looks like me. I'm yellow and all that. I have perfectly took over Melissa's strategy to smile and tell what a lovely drawing Amber has done. And then go and hang it somewhere. I'll make a great parent. Or well, a parent like Melissa, which could not be all that good. I'm so glad she's not my mother.
Talking about my mother... Everything is so twisted. I liked Darla. I really did. I hope to talk with her more as the time goes by. My lovely, very twisted family. I went to see my parents today too. The not-so-real ones. Had to explain them why I took off so sudden and haven't called ever since. It's so weird. They still feel like my real parents and I love them as such. I just feel so lost in all these feelings. Maybe I do need a shrink.
"It's late, cookie, we need to get you to bed." I say and pick Ambs up. She looks as tired as I feel. Maybe I should go to sleep too. It's not like I'm out partying. Unfair. Lily's out and so is Melissa. Everyone's having a party except for me. I'm here with a three years old that has already fallen asleep, resting her head on my shoulder. Neat.
Well, if I don't get a party, I will go to sleep. Nothing better to do anyway. Evil women and their partying without me.