Sunday, 22 May 2011
09:11:13 PM (GMT)
Thank you Jesse, for saving me last night.
I have never been pulled out of a nightmare from within before.
And, mom, I do not "like" the Lord Ambassador.
Its called having friends. After tying my sleeves enough times for me, he finally
made a comment about the scars. And it was not at all what I expected.
I knew there was something off by the amount, and shape of scars on his calves, but I
didn't want to jump. I didn't have to.
There's something remarkably amazing about someone knowing little about you, yet
understanding you, and knowing some part of you.
So, let me have my friend.
And, thank you, Lord Sheriff.
For calling me a "lying, conniving bitch" and then proceeding to give me a crushing
And, Mistress Abernathy, you're not full of yourself for saying that "I'm not bad
looking", because that is still a lie.
You're really quite gorgeous.
Last edited: 29 May 2011