Wow.

first off:
Fuck you. Just FUCK YOU. Listen joker, I don't have the slightest bit of time for people who try and use scare tactics against me. I don't want to see your fucking doctor picture and I sure as hell won't be going to your fucking blog. Playing off an already scared girls legitimate phobia is just fucking sick. I don't expect to see you posting here again.

God. Fuck that picture. Anyway, on with the show.

I just now remembered to look at the comments section of the post before this one. I'm sorry to say I missed Zeke. I've trying to stay away from the others but this is getting out of control. I guess I'll do some snooping around, reading what I can. I'm just.... I'm done. I'm not staying in the dark about this.

But gods I'm scared. And I still don't know if I should pick up that camera or not. But I suppose I'll show you the pictures, tomorrow perhaps.

A darkened rainbow
A featureless face
A change in flow
A change in pace

Let's see what we might unfold
Of a tale yet untold

Hey

Hey. I know it's been awhile. I'm making something for you right now. I guess even when you've seen your death you have to study for finals. It was funny, for awhile there after the breakdown, I forgot everything, I mean it was there, in the back of my mind, but I didn't think about it. I concentrated on studying and even the nightmares stopped. For awhile.

I suppose he doesn't like being forgotten, as soon as he had a chance he was back. Everything I learned, the things I shouldn't have forgotten, they came back. I had to face the facts: I'm either crazy or I'm going to die. Neither of those sounds like a great thing but I have no choice, right?

I won't make the mistake of telling anyone near to me again. They forget or disappear. I suppose that doesn't bode well for you, but you've been watching this whole time. It's too late anyhow.

I'm making a video for you, there are too many pictures to just post.

And hey, new picture. Someone please tell me this one's safe. I haven't seen anything in it yet.

arms

I see him. In the corner. I think I've known all along he was there. I'll just change it again soon in the hopes that he goes away. Please let him leave.

I stayed home today. My arms, well I can't say a cat did it this time.




I took a nap and had a dream, though I'm beginning to wonder if they are really dreams.

I don't know if you can see them well. They are scratches. They didn't break the skin, but raised up and were very, very red. They still hurt.

I need to know more, it's scaring me. Do you believe watching those videos will help? Will researching this help? I need help, and you guys seem to know how to help. Why didn't I listen, gods why didn't I listen? Gods I hope I'm not insane.

I'm going to try some poetry. I don't know if It'll work, I don't know if there will be a message. I don't plan to check. I do not feel well.

Search The Trees
Search The Sky
Oblivious or obvious?
A simple little trick?
Do they truly mean anything?
Would you like a hint?
HA HA

Done. I don't know if this will help, it's my hope they will. Should I continue with these poems? I just don't know.

I'm lost.