May. 6th, 2009

[Private] Scribbled on a tiny little notebook.

So.

1. I am going to die without painting for one last time because I was stupid enough to think I wouldn't need to do so for a week. Now, look at me.

2. I am going to die alone because I've been spending all my time with this amazing guy who, as it turns out, is a weirdo who sends mixed signals, gives me the - unsolicited - orgasm of a lifetime and then disappears (not literally).

3. #2 because I do not feel comfortable asking for favors. Ever. And if he wanted me, he could say so. He hasn't.

4. Savannah isn't an option either, she probably hates me to a somewhat deep degree.

5. I am crying for my little brother and my family, friends, and acquaintances whom I've neglected all my friggin' life. Now, look at me.

God I hate feeling like this. I've not felt like this since Dan drove me halfway crazy for 'loving me too much'. Damn drugs.

I used to be happy.
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May. 3rd, 2009

PM to Jack

PM to Jack )

Apr. 18th, 2009

[Private] Dan

Reflections about things past )
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Apr. 5th, 2009

[Private Entry] Jan 1, some time in the afternoon

What a way to go out with a bang. It would've been exciting if it weren't so frightening, painful and heart-wrenching. It doesn't feel like a real possibility to me yet, but I think people died last night. Everything was so...chaotic. And not the beautiful kind.

I guess it made something inside me click... )
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Mar. 9th, 2009

[Private] Text Message

Message )
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Mar. 6th, 2009

[Online Entry] Anyone...

...interested in taking a red haired Alice to the Costume Ball? ;)
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Feb. 24th, 2009

[Private Entry] Very first impression

My, my, what an interesting place this is. It is so large, I'm afraid of exploring it and never being found again.
Strangely, though I know there are many people here - passengers like me, and staff, I still haven't seen anyone for more than a few seconds at a time. I'm always where nobody else is. It must be because of how large this place is.

Hopefully I will meet at least one other human being before this trip is over. No fun can come from spending the New Year's Eve alone in a place full of people. Plus, I feel like I'm already itching for human contact, for other souls, other minds. Other bodies, as well.

Which is why, since sunlight is still very much up there, I am leaving my room and exploring a little more than I dared do before. Hopefully, if I get lost, they will have cameras and a control room where people will see me waving like a madwoman at said cameras.

Eve.