Ohmygawd!

Wait...

Dear Journal:

I realize I'm a total frakwit with keeping up with this. If you were a real person, I'm sure you'd have stabbed me in the throat by now. I mean, you stay in the same room as me, after all, and you know where I sleep. Well! That was dark!

So- I was talking to Desmond's little chickies (Fi and Glynn) the other day. And ( Read more... )

Oh gawd...

My heart hurts...

....Why?!

So I'm in this shop the other day, right, and I see her come in. At least, I thought I did. Short, bleach-blonde in her late thirties, smile like the devil. And I completely went to pieces. She was close enough to her appearance, and her attitude...

I could have sworn Rose had just walked in. And I got so scared I just sat down behind the wracks at ( Read more... )

It's funny how the world is still turning. Caught me by surprise, really. I didn't think it still would, you know. I guess I'm not the only one who ever thought that when they were in emotional pain. But if you take it day by day... I have survived another one, so I'm very grateful for that. I guess it's true, what they say, about pain becoming ( Read more... )

I didn't mean to bring you down, I guess I could have planned my visit better than I have.

I didn't know it'd hit me quite so hard. I thought I was strong enough to bear it alone.

I'm sorry I always cause us so much pain and confusion without even trying.

Sometimes I just feel like crying my eyes out when I know you can't see me.

I guess I do that ( Read more... )

... You ever have one of those days where you feel awful, and you guiltily wish you could find someone worse off, or at least weirder than you, just so you can kind of feel better about yourself? ... mission accomplished. Three Words: What... the... hell...?

I am not kidding you, I found a note like this on a shop window in Hogsmeade:

"Are you new ( Read more... )

He's only just turning seven. He's smart, kind, gentle... but he's afraid. He wants his mum. He wants his dad. He wants his race-car bed, his toys, his room. And he, as of an hour ago, never wants to talk to me again.

*sighs* I love this kid. He's not mine, not in the biological sense, but really, I'm his sorta-guardian. His sister... well, half- ( Read more... )

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