Anger Management.
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Anger Management.
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Re: Anger Management.
Shamus could not help but smile as he saw it and knew it was his turn to write. So he took the pen and journal from Mercedes and made his journal entry.
Dear Journal,
I wish I could read.
-Shamus
He then gave the journal back to Mercedes.
Dear Journal,
I wish I could read.
-Shamus
He then gave the journal back to Mercedes.
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Re: Anger Management.
Dear Journal,
I really want to kill someone... I don't really know who, but I can just feel it. I want to feel the blood, the look in their eyes, the sound of their screams. I want to feel that rapture again. I could settle for torturing. That sounds great, to be honest. The things I wish I could do, but I am unable to right now... The shadows whisper to me, it must be time to go. They are never wrong, they always lead me right.
-Shamus
I really want to kill someone... I don't really know who, but I can just feel it. I want to feel the blood, the look in their eyes, the sound of their screams. I want to feel that rapture again. I could settle for torturing. That sounds great, to be honest. The things I wish I could do, but I am unable to right now... The shadows whisper to me, it must be time to go. They are never wrong, they always lead me right.
-Shamus
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Re: Anger Management.
Dear Journal,
From now on, I think I am going to call you Frank. It is a good strong name and well you can be frank with others really easily because... Well your name is Frank. Well I really hope you like the name, because you shall forever be called Frank by me. That or Susie... It just rolls off the tongue... Nah... I like Frank better.
Well before I close out on you, Frank, I should probably tell you what all happened. That is what I am supposed to do, I think... Well I turned a girl. She really didn't have much of a choice on the matter. She had to become my art being able to shoot like that. I mean she shot me in the head. Which was a bad thing... I really do not remember all what happened. The parts that I do remember was like being in a real good drunken stupor. Now that I think on it, I might try it again soon...
I know I woke up one night covered in blood, though. I don't know whose blood it was and I had three knives scattered about me drenched in blood. Rambo was over by me trying to lick me clean. Maybe it was the puppy's tongue that awoke me... But I had some guts on one knife, some brain matter on another, and an eye poking off the tip of the other knife. I remember laughing and pointing, that was about it. Though that was a funny sight.
I am all healed up now, well for the most part. I have a stab wound in my stomach. I have no idea how it got there. Skin is fading back into place bit by bit. But yeah, I guess that is about it.
-Shamus
PS. Remind me to get more ice.
From now on, I think I am going to call you Frank. It is a good strong name and well you can be frank with others really easily because... Well your name is Frank. Well I really hope you like the name, because you shall forever be called Frank by me. That or Susie... It just rolls off the tongue... Nah... I like Frank better.
Well before I close out on you, Frank, I should probably tell you what all happened. That is what I am supposed to do, I think... Well I turned a girl. She really didn't have much of a choice on the matter. She had to become my art being able to shoot like that. I mean she shot me in the head. Which was a bad thing... I really do not remember all what happened. The parts that I do remember was like being in a real good drunken stupor. Now that I think on it, I might try it again soon...
I know I woke up one night covered in blood, though. I don't know whose blood it was and I had three knives scattered about me drenched in blood. Rambo was over by me trying to lick me clean. Maybe it was the puppy's tongue that awoke me... But I had some guts on one knife, some brain matter on another, and an eye poking off the tip of the other knife. I remember laughing and pointing, that was about it. Though that was a funny sight.
I am all healed up now, well for the most part. I have a stab wound in my stomach. I have no idea how it got there. Skin is fading back into place bit by bit. But yeah, I guess that is about it.
-Shamus
PS. Remind me to get more ice.
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Re: Anger Management.
Dear Frank,
Is it just me or are women in relationships impossible? Mercedes gets a new childe, seems legit. Childe is a girl this time around and has height challenges, the kind of not being able to reach the top shelf. Still, it all seems legit. Right on, though. Before the kid ever gets there we are all talking. I say we, but it is a group and not just me and the rats this time. Well everyone is basically making fun of midgets and whatnot, so I actually stand up for them and more or less the girl for Mercedes' sake. Not a single **** is given from me if they are made fun of or not. People are people so they should be able to take jokes.
So the broad gets here to this get together of sorts so we can meet her. Right off the bat she starts telling us about her days as a stripper or something. Well, not what I would have talked about, but at least she isn't shy. Only me and Poppy are talking at this point, I think... Mercedes every now and again. Poppy was being herself and I was being myself and everyone there was getting called bitches and other stuff of the like. I know I got personally insulted and in he end when little Bubbles said she would take being shot I offered her the taste of my sword since I don't use guns. Apparently the wrong thing to do...
Check it out, Frank... Mercedes gets all pissed off telling me how we were making fun of her to her face and how she was defending herself later. I think she is just trying to make it look like the way Bubbles was acting was acceptable. I felt bad for even standing up for her height after all was said and done. I go to explain it to Mercedes and all and I am in the wrong because I made fun of her. The person who actually stood up for her. I tell ya Frank, women... That is about all I can say. Hell, she'll read this and probably lay into me for it.
Later Frank.
Is it just me or are women in relationships impossible? Mercedes gets a new childe, seems legit. Childe is a girl this time around and has height challenges, the kind of not being able to reach the top shelf. Still, it all seems legit. Right on, though. Before the kid ever gets there we are all talking. I say we, but it is a group and not just me and the rats this time. Well everyone is basically making fun of midgets and whatnot, so I actually stand up for them and more or less the girl for Mercedes' sake. Not a single **** is given from me if they are made fun of or not. People are people so they should be able to take jokes.
So the broad gets here to this get together of sorts so we can meet her. Right off the bat she starts telling us about her days as a stripper or something. Well, not what I would have talked about, but at least she isn't shy. Only me and Poppy are talking at this point, I think... Mercedes every now and again. Poppy was being herself and I was being myself and everyone there was getting called bitches and other stuff of the like. I know I got personally insulted and in he end when little Bubbles said she would take being shot I offered her the taste of my sword since I don't use guns. Apparently the wrong thing to do...
Check it out, Frank... Mercedes gets all pissed off telling me how we were making fun of her to her face and how she was defending herself later. I think she is just trying to make it look like the way Bubbles was acting was acceptable. I felt bad for even standing up for her height after all was said and done. I go to explain it to Mercedes and all and I am in the wrong because I made fun of her. The person who actually stood up for her. I tell ya Frank, women... That is about all I can say. Hell, she'll read this and probably lay into me for it.
Later Frank.