Monday, October 25, 2010


edit: This happened, I still have the pillowcase, didn't get all the blood out.  Maybe a nosebleed? 

I decided to give in, and write a story with how I view this all to end, and it to be annihilated, because this morning, I woke up and the pillow next to me had blood on it.   I think I just had a nose bleed, but it sort of looks a throat slash or something, given where the pillow was compared to me.

Well all I have to say to that is, show your damn self, and I'll give you a present or two.  Until I see you, you're nothing.


  1. It's not going to be enough, dear -zero-, not nearly enough. ^__^

  2. perhaps, or perhaps I'm just jumping at shadows again.