I have made it with Konan's help. It's fuckikng gorgeous. To hold one in my hand again..! I feel safer now.

They're letting me out ( Read more... )

Kankuro went away - there was some sort of retrial business. He was gone for so long... I withered inside, it hurt so much. My lifeline was gone, my only means of grounding, of remembering I'm here, not there, with the hands. but it wasn't just a retrial - there was the threat that if found sane, they would sentence him to the death penalty. He ( Read more... )

I don't know or care whatever the fuck day it is. The guards rescued my journal for me, so now I can vent a little.

I'm going to kill Itachi Uchiha. He ra tou did to me what I promised myself would never happen again.

The hands are back. I can feel them on me - all the fucking time. I thought they were gone! I've had years without them. But they're ( Read more... )

Christ. So much has been going on. I don't really know where to start.

Fuckit. Ok. Kuro woke up and was fine - he's still in the ward, but he should be out soon.

Hidan turned up after a month of no-show, then got himself thrown in solitary. Gaara, as a consequence, is all over the fucking place.

A new inmate turned up, Shikamaru. He and Lee are now ( Read more... )

*Handwriting is a little erratic again*

I swear it, I'm going to have a fucking break-down. And it's all Kankuro's fault.

I don't really know what happened, but it looks like he decided to let off some steam by getting into a fight with the guards. He's in the Infirmary. In a fucking coma.

If When he wakes up, I'll fucking kill him.

They kicked me ( Read more... )

*Handwriting is once again erratic and liberally smudged with both ink and suspiscious wet patches that could be drips from saoked hair or possibly tears*

Fuck. Shit. Shit. SHIT. Ok. My afternoon, from the start.

After writing the previous entry, Kankuro paid me a visit. He brought cigarettes. We talked. He tried to calm me down. He asked me if ( Read more... )

*Handwriting is a bit jagged - the second half of the first sentence actually punctures the paper in some places*

Getting SICK of the fucking psych ward now! I want a cig and I want some coffee and I WANT TO FEEL THE WIND ON MY FUCKING FACE.

Yeah, you heard me.

I'm also getting twitchy again. Either I'm going to tear off yet another ear, or I'm ( Read more... )

*Handwriting is a bit less messy, yet still looks like the journal was written on an unsuitable surface - in this case, her bed*

GAARA FORGAVE ME

Do I really need to say much more than that? HE FORGAVE ME! Though, 'Kuro forced us all into a fuckin' group hug before he did.

Oh, and I cried. A lot. I hate it when that happens. But fuckit - I've had a ( Read more... )

This, THIS RIGHT HERE, is something I'm working on - it's Prison!Temari, as I see her XD


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