Just... yeah.

Mar 03, 2009 01:27



I can’t sleep. Stitch cant sleep either cause I’m keeping him up.

We need to sleep, we're going camping tomorrow, for a few days. Until... I'm better, I think?

We’ve been talking. He reckons it would be good for me to write this down. God for me to be able to tell people. But I have to do it my own way.

So here we go.

It's not much like Brothers Grimm, but I'll be that good one day. )

shut up pete, i sense make, bad times, aidan, sad, help me, family

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deadlyanthrax March 3 2009, 02:24:42 UTC
Oh Pete, I can't fucking believe that awful people like that got such a wonderful person like you for a son. Someone should have called child services on them, for fucks sake.

Stitch will take care of you and you'll be better soon. Me and Ebola are always here if you need us. You're my boy now and I love you very very much.

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prinklebrick March 3 2009, 07:00:26 UTC
Mate sorry I had to run before. You know what I think about this though, so the offer stands. Stay safe.

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vehicularmenace March 3 2009, 07:44:57 UTC
... you're not still feelin' the effects of the weekend are you Sweets? Hope yer alright fella.

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inthereeperbahn March 3 2009, 08:25:24 UTC
She shoved paper money into his hands, and told him to run, run away and stay away, and not to ever go back, and he did. = was that a bad thing? sounds like shes just as scard of him... aint an excuse for not doing nothign sooner, but still, or maybe i just WANT to find the good bit in people like that else you go crazy from hating them

camping is never not a good idea! hope it helps a bit getting away xxx

(you ever though about moving out of london for good? good things: 1) cheaper living! 2) IT AINT LONDON.)

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