October 17th, 2006

Dance the Ghost with Me

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Word spreads like wildfire. Not that I don't want it to spread. Means I don't have to say it.

Do have bad news though. Professor O'Doherty isn't being charged. Apparently he has an alibi. And I'm just another girl who made up a story of violence to get something, according to him. I don't know what I am supposedly getting. Besides bruises and an intense desire to quit Uni and commit suicide.

I've lost all will to do anything. No, not lost. It was taken.
Your Devils

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Victims scare society more than monsters ever do.

Heh. And I'm both.

Goddammit.

EDIT: I have so many things to look forward to, I could just...I dunno...scream but in a good way?

God I am so stupid sometimes. Now I just want to scream. I can pretend to be okay though. I can act. It's what I'm good at. I'll pull it off.

In the end, he'll wish he never touched me.