I never thought of this as funny....

[azurelunatic]

it feels as odd as the hand finally stretching the lining and popping through, sharp and a pain/relief all unto itself.

What? has happened. Where/whenwhy??

I've come undone, Darkside, too late at night to think otherwise of me. You and your Peter Pan world, beloved, the neverneverland where I can't quite touch. Stepping carefully with anime, with RPG books, with pain... I crossed that line today. Hurt you. Sorry, beloved, so sorry. Can't undo it, and it was self-defense.

If you ever tried to hurt me, if I ever tried to hurt you, there'd be blood, pain, authorities called.

Getting dark, just like with Shawn. Dare I suggest that Adam and I are slipping dangerously towards BJ and I? Perhaps he should cut his hair, symbolic act of getting back away from the danger zone. It's this time of year when I become dangerous, snake in the lair. I remember I slept for a week last April.

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[godai.livejournal.com]

*picks you up and gives you a few brief shakes*

Hun, you lived through Shawn and survived.


You lived through BJ and survived.

You have adam and he is not BJ.

You have DS and he is not Shawn.

If you doubts about trusting yourself hun. then trust your friends.


*HUGS*

[azurelunatic]

I never realized before how scary my mind gets that late at night...

[godai.livejournal.com]

I've had that same realization many a time.

I'm just not able to type it in most of the time.

[azurelunatic]

fortunately or not, my typing is one of the last things to go when I get so tired as to be drunk, almost.

[godai.livejournal.com]

I don't think its my typing that goes. but instead the will to type.