Comments | cantchangeme: i lost myself inside someone else [i couldn't see the lines between her and me]

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i lost myself inside someone else [i couldn't see the lines between her and me]

Nov 03, 2006 15:11

I didn't sleep. Well, at least, not well. Every time I twisted in discontent sleep, the bandage would pull harder at my skin and there would be a dull ache that was quickly turning into a sharp pain as the medication wore off. There were times throughout the night that I was waking myself up with each uncomfortable movement ( Read more... )

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renewedsoul_v November 8 2006, 03:50:59 UTC

So I knew my dad would be less than thrilled if he woke me up and found me in Logan's bed, but at this point I didn't much care. I hadn't really had a decent night's sleep since the night before Liam so rudely destroyed our comfortable little lives - and I didn't see that changing any sharing a bed with Trina ( ... )

logan_echolls November 13 2006, 10:40:14 UTC

"I wasn't asleep. Not really," I answered her, my voice still under a whisper. How could I possibly sleep like this? Sleeping in a bedroom without Trina is hard enough if she's in the same general vicinity. She's cheery in the morning - like Snow White I'm talking to the birdies and they're talking to me too cheery. And it's goddamn annoying when you like sleep and she pulls back your curtains to wake you up with some 'Good morning, Sunshine' attitude ( ... )

renewedsoul_v November 13 2006, 11:22:47 UTC

I'm not to stubborn and independent to admit that the moment his hand finds me I can't help but relax. If only a little. I wasn't sure if the groan was pain from the bed shifting or exasperation at my trying to act like I'm fine when we both know I'm not. But his hand around mind means one thing: he's right there with me and despite it seeming like a total oxymoron with the way our relationship has always been, it's calming to know that.

"You are such an asshole." I reply lightly, my voice still a whisper as he says he has no problem kicking me out of bed. I don't have to be able to see his face clearly to know he's at the very least smirking. "You know that, right?" Yeah, he might be an asshole, but he's one I'm crazy in love with. What does that say about meThen he does this thing where he's being concerned and gently prodding for me to talk to him. Forget there's two other people in the room that could overhear us and just let him in on whatever it is that's caused me to crawl into his bed in the middle of the night with those ( ... )

logan_echolls November 13 2006, 20:20:06 UTC

I can't help but yawn, because really I was exhausted by everything - one of those side effects. I felt the urge to curb it around Veronica because I knew she was going to tell me something important and seeing her boyfriend sleepy she'd probably want to postpone it. Which really, I was tired 24/7 since I got shot and nothing was comfortable. So, now, was really the best time when her father and my sister were somewhat unconscious.

I feel her relax just a little as my hand finds her and my grin widens when she counters my not having a problem kicking her out of bed with You are such an asshole. There were worst things to be called and really I was sure there were times that the both of us wanted to get under each other's skin again and again - regardless of the current situation ( ... )

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