Fourteen Beers
[VOICE]
So like the other day I was watchin' this program where there was this guy poking a rattlesnake an' he was like 'well she's just a little bit pregnant' an' I'm like, how can you be a little bit pregnant? Ain't it like you're either pregnant or not pregnant?
An' if you can be a little bit pregnant do you think you can be like...a little bit damned? Or is this an all or nothin' thing. I dunno.
SHUT UP IT'S NOT ALCOHOLISM IT'S PAST SIX AND MY BROTHER'S DRINKING WITH ME, OK? I KNOW I HAVE A PROBLEM YOU DON'T NEED TO REMIND ME I DON'T FEEL GUILTY. FUCK YOU, DR. PHIL. No seriously that douchebag is such a quack. I mean that quack is such a douchebag.
[private - unhackable]
Dean. Dammit, Dean, Dean, Dean Fucking Winchester, damn you. This is why yer the one who ends up going to Hell an' not your brother. You say you didn' deserve it, but you really do, don't you? You deserved every minute of yer time in the Pit and you weren't even man 'nough to hold out. What you did to those poor souls, and now you dare talk to good folks like Dawn and Cal?
Buffy looks too much like Jo. Fucking Jo. Makes me hate myself even more. I could puke.
Maybe that's the beer.
Everyone wants a piece of me. How can I tell them? How can I possibly fucking tell them what a disgusting person I am? I'm two fucking steps away from not even bein' human anymore at this point. How can I tell them the last time hunters gathered and I was around them, Ash died.
I'm sorry man. You were a good dude, Ash.
Fucking...fuck.
What is wrong with me.
[ooc: back in a few hours-- hospital visit time.]