Just a meme

[mute_clay]

If I write anything else it'll just end up being about

I can't do that.

I got this from Abby. She's nice. She used to go out with David. She's getting married to this other guy now. And David and Lilah is getting married too.

That's a lot of weddings.

Yes.

Anyways,

1. Tell me something obvious about you.
2. Tell me something about you that many don't know.
3. What is your biggest fear?
4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut?
5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money.
6. What is your most treasured possession?
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often?
8. Tell me something sexually about you that I don't know.
9. Tell me something sexually about you that everyone knows.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell?
11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again.
12. Are you the jealous type?
13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to?
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?
16. When was the last time you cried?
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?
19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk.
20. If you post this in your journal would you like me to answer it?

Comments

[diedalittle.livejournal.com]

Demon slaughter.

And Richard.

The first thing I said to him was "I'm sorry". I couldn't look at him. I wanted to die.

He held me, and said I was wrong, it wasn't my fault, and said that I was beautiful and brave. And that he loved me, and he wanted to marry me because he felt sick when he thought he'd lost me.

He knew what I needed better than I did. I mainly just felt like I was dead. Or should be.

[orlandomuse.livejournal.com]

I still have faith that Will's coming home. I know it's been a long time now, and it's probably not realistic, but I do.

I know he's going to be mentally traumatized, and I don't even know about physically, but I want to help him. I know just love isn't enough.

[diedalittle.livejournal.com]

He goes for the pain, not the kill. Will is coming back. I was gone for almost as long. Or so I'm told. I was drugged most of it.

Take him to a hospital. They had a therapist come and do an analysis of me. They let Richard stay with me for it, and they talked to him for awhile alone, afterwards. The professional will be able to tell you what he needs.

Richard had to cook for me the first few days. I forgot to eat otherwise.

Maybe you should talk to Richard. He always seemed to know. I was in a fog.

[orlandomuse.livejournal.com]

Okay. Thank you.

[diedalittle.livejournal.com]

For what?

*smiles drily* Richard's the one who did most of the work.

[orlandomuse.livejournal.com]

For listening. For not judging when you could.

[diedalittle.livejournal.com]

Why...

It'll be okay.

Maybe not right away, but it will.

[orlandomuse.livejournal.com]

Then I'll keep hoping.