Thursday, January 20, 2011

Swear To

Red tape is such a bitch.

I`ve been making those calls and being redirected and put on hold too many times in the past 4 days. Good news is I`m a little closer...bad news is I have to go somewhere tomorrow...today. 3:00 in the morning here have to be...there...the mental hospital at...time isn`t important. To get, what I need, I have to be examined to ensure I won`t have a relapse because I see the notes. If it appears...if it appears, who knows? I might be calm, or freak out or...something. I had a point when I started this. Oh. Right. If I don`t come back... immediately, assume I got chucked into a padded cell.

If this is the last time I can contact you all.

Good Luck.

Never give up your hope.

I have every intention of coming back.

oh also:

''I will (EDITED) stab you computer phone lady''

Monday, January 17, 2011

Perfect Night


"This song is shapeless.
No real definable melody or rhythm.
But pure formless malice, a juxtaposition of the negative emotions put out by humans."


Time. Time is, a-a-a-lin egmnent. Line.....segment, line...line...I swear I didn't...it was it the thing without face in the graveyard. I didn't-blood everywhere-FAGILEfragilefragilefragilefragile. Everything dissolving into mist churning and lost and fragments everywhere glassfragilefragilefragileglass and blood and mist. Swirling mixing. Head Hurts.
Remember
Go back.
The background 
Back to the 8 9 years ago when nothing happened

Back to the 7 years ago when it was cold and lost and faceless and shapeless and infected
Snowdrops
Line up the pieces. Tell it all. Ghosts ghosts hiding in the mist and the time and the blood and the fragilefragileglass....or is it ice?

I...I'm here now its my past thats scattered...I...I need to think to line everything up..I have some calls to make. I....
Will never lose it!
Good Luck

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Mauve Iro No Sympathy

A word to the wise: slicing open your arms is stupid. Usually. it kind of showed up on New Year's, just woke up and boom there's the enemy looking at me through my window. I stabbed at it with an icicle, then things get hazy I know I hit it because some of its...I'm going with goo had splattered on me. Don't think it was actually hurt but it did go away. I glared back for a moment and then started cleaning up the blood around me. it just watched until I had finished cleaning up. I walked out of the forest, alone, it was there, but it couldn't be, the mist, the blood, a world of...why? I kept the paper towels with my blood, not sure why, should just burn them. Stuffed 'em in a container for now. Still here.

Good Luck

Friday, January 14, 2011

Bleed it out

Missing time. A common problem. Time is getting shorter...longer...wound on the ledftt. STAB. Ice everywhere. Blood everywhere. it everywhere. Have to havet o havehavehabveto. Time is shifting, changing, the tide is crashing against the blwhik rook. Made of an unknown liquid, how does ice affect it? Notrightnotrightnotright. Mixing, have to [title]. Not some stupid crazy man.

We were just playing, and then He, it was there. Killed them. So easy like spider-webs like glass 01100110 01110010 01100001 01100111 01101001 01101100 0110010101100110 01110010 01100001 01100111 01101001 01101100 0110010101100110 01110010 01100001 01100111 01101001 01101100 01100101. Not me, not me. Like a labyrinth. Lost twining and scratching and clawing and bleeding. They didn't they didn't just broke just shattered melted into the mist. Lost for hours...minutes...seconds?

Crazy, but not in the same way.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

White Destiny

It's been snowing here a lot, lots of icicles everywhere. Real pretty, sad it only started coming down after Christmas. Focusing on things that aren't lost, my life, everyone left, my hope, my will to fight back.

The patient continues to show adverse reactions to others around him getting harmed. 
Jean...I hope Fizz finds her, and savers her.
Today, another patient near him cut their finger, his reaction was immediate and severe: clawing at his own throat with the repeated exclamation of "fragile". 
Good luck.
The events in the forest, have yet to be fully determined through interviews with the patient or investigation.

Friday, January 7, 2011

We've only just begun

We've only just begun to live
And when the evening comes?
And yes, we've just begun


8, this is 8. We have killed your friends. Every friend is now dead. 6. 6 years ago 'nothing' happened


5. Ignore the sirens, no one will come to save you.


7...7 years ago, time is shifting changing, 7 years ago nothing happened


x years ago


Fragile

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Reset

A happy new year to all! To those who returned welcome back, the story hasn't quite ended yet, has it? "Fragile" "Elizabeth" that "forest" there are still many threads left to burn away to get to the truth.

To the lost sheep, the silent watchers, and the silent watcher as well

Good Luck

"So that my deepest prayer reaches
Today as well I continue to sing
Searching for the answers that are right here
Please kindly tell me

All the (x) reset"