Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Entry 1

My head's still reeling.

Last night was a shit show, I'm still not really sure what to think. It had been a few days since I had seen him, but something was really...

Well it was fucking -off-.

I don't really know how to better describe it then that. He was sullen. Introverted, and fucking ANGRY. There was blood on his face, but I didn't really ask who it belonged to, he got in a fight with -someone- thought. 

I get it. I remember how angry I'd been when we got the call. Like my whole world had come crashing down around my shoulders. For a while, I wasn't sure how life would go on. How could I wake up every morning knowing he was gone? I'd never get to hear his voice on my birthday again. I'd never get to see that goofy smile when he teased mom about whatever fucking fad she was obsessed with next. I'd never get to see him hug Lily, or Simon, and tell them the stories he told us as kids.

But.. it felt like there was something else. Something more.

It bugs me, it's like a scab. I can't stop picking at it, thinking about it. There's something else going on here, he's not being honest with me about it and it's driving me crazy. Do I scratch? What do I do if it starts to bleed and I can't get it to stop? Do i leave it alone, and feign ignorance? It's a ticking time bomb, a pandora's box ready to blow up in my face.

Then, there's the whole Elizabeth thing. He still loves her, I couldn't expect him not too of course, but is it smart, getting so involved with someone with so much baggage?

Probably not, but it's too late to matter at this point, I think.

Fuck this, I'mma go pwn some noobs.

entry 2
Why does the weird shit always happen to me?

So, last night I'm walking down the street, minding my own business. It's a nice night, Im in a good mood. Look around, and see some crazy motherfucker standing on a ledge on a parking garage, looking like he's about to jump. He's homeless, you can tell by the get up, all rags and puss and crusted dirt. A real looker, you know? So I get ready to snap a pic, just in case he DOES jump. 

Then he's gone. Like, FAST. Faster then me, and I'm pretty damn speedy. 

All of a sudden he's behind me. 

Scared the crap out of me, I almost decked him. I have no idea how me moved that quick, it was CREEPY. Seriously. Then he wants to chat, and starts to follow me. When I try to get a good look at his face under that damn hood, he starts doing a really (terribad) dance in the middle of the street, an takes off.

Anyone run into this dude? Should I be worried? LoL. So frigging weird, seriously.

On a side note, Julian called me when I texted him what happened. He seemed really concerned, and even offered to meet up. It was super sweet. I didn't really know what to say, I don't need him to rescue me, but I almost -wanted- him to.

Fuck, I'm smitten =/

Lok-tar ogar!

entry 3
Shit just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

So, remember the creepy dude I mentioned before?

I ran into him again. Yep. Just my luck. Small fucking world, right? He's standing there on the street corner singing, and I swear it sounds like someone's trying to murder a cat. Pretty god-awful. Not the worst I've heard, mind you, but still -Really- damn bad. I tell him so, because I have to do my good deed for the day. He tells me he knows and asks if I want to see a magic trick.

Wtf, right?

So I figure why the hell not, if it will stop his singing. He tells me to pull his finger, and I do...

and his entire arm comes OFF. Like, I could have beat him with it. 

So I'm standing there in the middle of the street with this arm in my hand, and he freaks, snatches it, and takes off. 

I do what any self respecting photographer would do, I take a picture!

He comes back a few mins later with the arm re-attached, apparently it was a prosthetic, best one I've ever seen for sure. He comes at me though, pissed I got the shot. He asked to see the camera and of course I said no, but then he gave me this shpeal about.. well something. I don't really know what the hell he was talking about but he was convincing.

Fucker deleted the pictures.

*sigh* just my life. Get an amazing shot and some asshole wipes em.

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