(no subject)
Call it research.
Call it commentary.
Call it a close.
Call it an open.
Years are in ruins. Artifacts of a time far-flung sitting deep in layers of silt and rock and clay under the surface of the ground. Pulsing beneath our feet. Aching far below our radar. Begging to be burrowed into and excavated.
Call it a sickness.
Call it a loathing.
Excerpt: "And I feel really, really bad about this, but I left Adrienne off on purpose, because even though she's my friend, and sometimes fun to be around, she's also often not, and she tends to make people uncomfortable, and not just me, either, I don't think. So I'm wary of inviting her to large group... things..."
Date: Thursday, August 22, 2002.
Source: Alana.
Call it subversive.
Call it agitation.
Excerpt: "She dropped to her knees, bursting into tears and crushing the paper to her heaving chest, convulsing in pain she hadn't felt for years. Letters from her, letters to her. It would all burn and never be seen again."
Date: Monday, May 5, 2003.
Source: Jade.
Call it a craving.
Call it a carving.
Excerpt: "Jade snapped at me when I told her I was having my ear gauged. And, as it turns out, she's having them gauged too. That's probably why she was so pissed."
"She's so trendy."
"Stop me, Adrienne, I'm stealing all of her individuality."
"Anne Rice, vampires, angst, blood, pain, black. She never had any."
"She should get over herself, honestly."
Date: Monday, November 18, 2002.
Source: Myself and Patrick.
Call it an attack.
Call it rage.
Call it revenge.
It is time.
I’m coming to get you all. You’re welcome to return at a later date and read how.
Call it commentary.
Call it a close.
Call it an open.
Years are in ruins. Artifacts of a time far-flung sitting deep in layers of silt and rock and clay under the surface of the ground. Pulsing beneath our feet. Aching far below our radar. Begging to be burrowed into and excavated.
Call it a sickness.
Call it a loathing.
Excerpt: "And I feel really, really bad about this, but I left Adrienne off on purpose, because even though she's my friend, and sometimes fun to be around, she's also often not, and she tends to make people uncomfortable, and not just me, either, I don't think. So I'm wary of inviting her to large group... things..."
Date: Thursday, August 22, 2002.
Source: Alana.
Call it subversive.
Call it agitation.
Excerpt: "She dropped to her knees, bursting into tears and crushing the paper to her heaving chest, convulsing in pain she hadn't felt for years. Letters from her, letters to her. It would all burn and never be seen again."
Date: Monday, May 5, 2003.
Source: Jade.
Call it a craving.
Call it a carving.
Excerpt: "Jade snapped at me when I told her I was having my ear gauged. And, as it turns out, she's having them gauged too. That's probably why she was so pissed."
"She's so trendy."
"Stop me, Adrienne, I'm stealing all of her individuality."
"Anne Rice, vampires, angst, blood, pain, black. She never had any."
"She should get over herself, honestly."
Date: Monday, November 18, 2002.
Source: Myself and Patrick.
Call it an attack.
Call it rage.
Call it revenge.
It is time.
I’m coming to get you all. You’re welcome to return at a later date and read how.