THE HELL?

I fell asleep with Vash and this shit is what I wake up to? The fucking hell? I am so outta here.

And if anyone says anything, I'm gonna kill them.

Never knew head wounds would hurt this much from just a piece of concrete. And I feel like a mummy. Thanks, Vash.

Alright, I'm gonna bail the broomhead out of jail. I don't know what the fuickers were thinking when they arrested him, but shit, he is not staying there!

THIS IS GETTING FUCKING OLD!

EDIT: HEY ASSHOLE ROOMIES! Better let us switch or I'll hurt ya!

Nothing against you guys, but Vash and I have a lot of reasons wanting to stay together, the biggest one being our daughter. So Abarai Renji and Akaba Hayato, if you'll switch with us, we'll be pretty damn happy and I won't be itching ta use m'cross on ya.

Wait, what? Since when did the rooms shift around again? This is getting old fast. Tara and I like to stay with Vash, yes we would.

Goddam idiots.

Some days, he makes me so mad I want to wring his neck. Other days, he makes me want to smother him in whipping cream and lick him clean. But right now, I want to strangle him. Again, I can't smoke, Tara's is crying a lot and going 'roombed' which I guess is Tara speak for 'daddy', and I am trying not to get too upset around her ( Read more... )

Why am I here? He says things and yet I feel like he hates me. I want to hold him so tight that he doesn't get away from me but at the same time, I jsut don't know what to do. Why is this happening? Why? He's going to leave me I just know it.

GODDAMMIT! SPIKEY!

How the hell can he forget about me or Tara? Or even what his gun is for or what he is? This place is so fucked up!

God, I don't want to repeat that ever again. But everyone, her name's Tara Wolfwood - Spikey's got no last name - and she's a darling.

FINALLY! I can have a smoke!

SPIKEY! GODDAMNIT! I WANT MY SMOKES BACK!

Can't fucking smoke, can't fucking drink, everything smells weird and either I'm puking or crying. At least the sex is good.