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xp_daytripperStill not entirely settled, but the outing with Marie helped. An the other part with Manuel when I got back was also helpful. *grins* I'm still pretty fucked up, but. Think I'll go down an see if Angelo could use another healing session. The last one wiped me out but good, an hey, I've got magical energy to burn now.
'S weird. Last time I was just silly, this time I'm pissed off. Still, I've probably got reason to bee. An everyone's so on edge an scared/angry/excited right now, it's hard not to be effected, even when you're only doing an empath and ain't one yourself.
Back in Brighton, I was cold and hungry an had to fight off any cunt who had a mind to have a peace of me. But they weren't after me cause of the mutant thing, or the magic. It was survival, doing what an who you had to so you'd eat next day. Here I've got a place to sleep an plenty to eat an school an training an people I mite learn to call friends one day, but in a way I feel less safe than I ever did on the streets. Cause at least I knew where the shit was coming from. Here, its hidden, an people expect me to trust them without giving me a reason too. They expect me to believe them when they say its all right when they've lyed in the past, without giving me the reasons why its going to be all right.
Well, fuck that. I'm gunna do what I need to too make sure I'm safe. An if you don't like it when I ask you to tell me why everythings gunna be fine, well you can just shove it where the sun don't shine. Least Pete had the decency to tell us what he'd done to fix up his cock-up.
*grrs* Bugger, I'm just getting myself all pissed off again - I'm for visiting Angelo before I accidentally turn my computer into a peace of fruit or teleport it into the Henry Rollins dimension or sum thing.
'S weird. Last time I was just silly, this time I'm pissed off. Still, I've probably got reason to bee. An everyone's so on edge an scared/angry/excited right now, it's hard not to be effected, even when you're only doing an empath and ain't one yourself.
Back in Brighton, I was cold and hungry an had to fight off any cunt who had a mind to have a peace of me. But they weren't after me cause of the mutant thing, or the magic. It was survival, doing what an who you had to so you'd eat next day. Here I've got a place to sleep an plenty to eat an school an training an people I mite learn to call friends one day, but in a way I feel less safe than I ever did on the streets. Cause at least I knew where the shit was coming from. Here, its hidden, an people expect me to trust them without giving me a reason too. They expect me to believe them when they say its all right when they've lyed in the past, without giving me the reasons why its going to be all right.
Well, fuck that. I'm gunna do what I need to too make sure I'm safe. An if you don't like it when I ask you to tell me why everythings gunna be fine, well you can just shove it where the sun don't shine. Least Pete had the decency to tell us what he'd done to fix up his cock-up.
*grrs* Bugger, I'm just getting myself all pissed off again - I'm for visiting Angelo before I accidentally turn my computer into a peace of fruit or teleport it into the Henry Rollins dimension or sum thing.
