Okay.  Doing better.  Apparently the amount of morphine required to actually work for me is too high, due to my drug use, so I'm just on advil now.  which, you know, sucks.  It isn't strong enough to really do more than take the pain down from REALLY EXCRUCIATING to a dull ache.  But I think doing drugs right now would probably slow down the ( Read more... )

um.

awake.  sorta.  on some sort of painkillers, i think they might be morphine.  it's nice.

can't put my wings away right now - broke one of them.  sprained my wrist.  left, though.  can still write.  right.  hee.  um.  hurt other things too.

didn't die though.

pity, that.

Ricky Linderman was sixteen years old.

His little brother died a while back.  He blamed himself, because he'd been showing off their dad's gun.  His little brother tried to grab it, there was tugging, and the gun went off.

Ricky was a brave kid.  God, when I was that age, I was falling apart.  On the street.  He was brave.  He wanted to kill himself ( Read more... )

LUKE ( Read more... )

Hey, I'm gonna be out for a few hours.  I'll be fine, and I'll be careful, there's just a couple of things I need to do, okay?

Don't worry if you can't find me.  I'll be back tonight, promise.  =)

I wish I could say I don't remember the last time I broke down like that, but I do.

Well, not quite like that.

I don't want to talk about it.

Hey, blue-margarita girl, you think I could borrow your puppy for an afternoon?  I've got a... friend I think needs puppy therapy in his life.

"Sometimes when you don't want a thing, but you have to spend enough time with it, you get used to it, and when it's gone, you feel... Lost."

So, somebody from down here posted that.  Des said it, or something along those lines.  Color me shocked, I didn't know Des could get philosophical.

But... I understand it.  I think.  I mean, what I've had to ( Read more... )

Luke?

C'mon, sweets, you gotta come back, okay?

Where are you?

I ran off while you were gone.

Sorry.

I've gotten myself really attached to someone and I'm completely and utterly fucked, but I'm coming back.  Like I said in my last entry, a day or so.

I'm scared out of my mind right now.  What do I do?

Well, that was a pointless exercise in trying to keep myself sane.  I'm probably going to lose it one of these days, and don't any of you dare say I didn't warn you, because I'm warning you now ( Read more... )