Krista paces up and down the hallways. Way too restless to write in her journal. To awake to be tired, to tired to watch TV.

Two weeks.

She stops outside Nanshe and Dre's room. They're both in there, she know. She gives the door a little glare and keeps walking.

Two fucking weeks.

Past Robin's room. Krista has no idea where she is. She maybe ( Read more... )

A big point on letting me live, and that's it? Geesh. Here I was pulling my hair out over the creepy church people trying to make me lick jesus's feet or whatever, and all I have to do is watch a Josh Groban music video? If this is torture, i think I'm ready for the next level.

But, the cardinal's hymn/lecture thing was Turn, Turn, Turn, in spanish. ( Read more... )

Wear something lovely.

I’m sitting here flipping through dress catalogs for tomorrow. Sheesh. Everything that’s happened, and all I can do is look at pretty cloths. Really, it’s just sad.

But still, wear something lovely.

It’s nice, it’s simple, it’s easy to follow, it’s absolutely nothing like anything else in my life. Well, ( Read more... )

I don’t know what the hell is going on. I think the only reason I’m writing in this thing it because if I can’t get it out my heads going to explode. Bam. Crystal Parker died last night when she spontaneously combusted due to a recently diagnosed case of terminal WTF. Medical teams are still collection the pieces.

Ha. Hold on a sec….I gotta laugh ( Read more... )

The tub..too deep? Did I cut too deep?

I'd passed out before but not like this, it had hurt before but not like this...

Come on, move, shit...can't. Can't move. Why? My hands..they're stuck I can't move my arms.

Oh god, am I dead?

Why, why, why can't I move.

I don't want to die. Momma,momma, I don't wanna die, why won't you help me, please, please, ( Read more... )

It was bad dreams that led me to go to the club that night. I didn’t work there. Had never even applied to work there, no singing, not paid dancers, not really my scene. But I knew someone who worked there: Tom worked there.

And I just had to get out. You know the feeling, where if you stay in your own head any longer you’re going to kick and ( Read more... )