Monday, April 4, 2011

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.

5 comments:

  1. Alright calm your shit down Pony-boy. You can't hurt anyone in anyway right now. So sit somewhere and tell Todd to go back to the forest where they found you. I get the feeling I'm onto something.

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  2. It doesn't concern you. Just shut up and stay indoors. Tell Todd to look for a black twig. And I mean REALLY black.

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  3. Okay.... whatever yu'r doing, be careful

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  4. "The Nine Hells"?...Sorry, I'm not...concentrating. Rain. Rain is bad.

    Hehe. "Thing". Good luck.

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  5. Oh my god.

    Ai...god I'm so sorry...

    That's why he didn't stay long...

    Don't worry. I'm safe. We'll be safe. Let Todd help.

    @ Joce: The nine rings of hell. Ever heard of Dante's Inferno? It's actually a comedy.

    ~ Branwen

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