I just got home. It's not good. not good at all. I just... don't even know.
I want to sleep but I can't. I'm sick of the damned rain. Sick sick sick sick sick.
I think Todd's worried. He doesn't want to leave. I keep telling him to worry about Bran. He insists she's safe.
Fucking hells. Fucking HELLS!
They had nothing to do with anything! Why the fuck!? WHY?!
I hope to fuck you realize it now you.. you fucking THING! This means fucking WAR! I will find a way to fucking KILL YOU!
FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU TO THE NINE HELLS!
By the Gods I can't do this... not now... Sam needs me. This is killing her. Fucking hells. Fucking hells. Fuck.