fuck.
He likes to eat babies. Oh, and scare the shit out of my sister, and trash my room, and fly out the window and mug old ladies, and I've been trying not to go to sleep because I dunno if he'll take control if I'm not awake, not that it makes too much of a difference if I am awake, 'cause he's stronger than me, and the only reason why I'm the one in control now is 'cause he's playing a game or something, and cackling his stupid head off in the corner of my mind and it's really really really distracting and it's just like all those stupid nightmares, except worse because it's real and he keeps telling me that we're the same and it's starting to sound true even though I know it's really not.
I have wings, though. I like my wings. They're black, and cooler than the horns or the claws or the pointy ears or the red eyes, and I know that they're way cooler than any angel's wings. And I like flying. That's awesome. I think I'm gonna go flying again after this.
...You know? I think I hate going crazy, and I swear to god, whoever did this, I'll fucking kill them.
edit: Oh, and he wants Tachibana An or something. I forgot about that.
I have wings, though. I like my wings. They're black, and cooler than the horns or the claws or the pointy ears or the red eyes, and I know that they're way cooler than any angel's wings. And I like flying. That's awesome. I think I'm gonna go flying again after this.
...You know? I think I hate going crazy, and I swear to god, whoever did this, I'll fucking kill them.
edit: Oh, and he wants Tachibana An or something. I forgot about that.