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Dec 13, 2004 14:48

I need sleep. Nothing I try has helped. Sleeping pills, working myself until I'm ready to collapse in exhaustion, hot baths, warm milk, dark rooms that are ice cold with lots of blankets and no noise, having Connor just hold me...nothing is working. I feel like I'm crawling out of my skin. Everything is getting to me ( Read more... )

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_connor_ December 15 2004, 00:44:03 UTC

*hears the note in Dylan's voice, bursts into the room*

What is it?

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_dylant_ December 15 2004, 00:45:41 UTC
*stares at the crime scene photos, entire body shaking*

Fuck... How..Fuck...

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_connor_ December 15 2004, 00:52:30 UTC
*looks at them, noting the details of the scene*

Vampire...

*looks at Dylan in confusion*

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_dylant_ December 15 2004, 00:55:18 UTC
*whispers, voice breaking*

Vampire. My Dad. It's...

*drops the photos, looks sick*

It's my family.

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