[13 || backdated to 11/08; voicepost]

[sweetdeath]

...I don't know why I keep thinking about it today. It's been a long, long time.

It took a long time, too. But I remember all of it. I don't think anyone there realized that I knew what was happening, even when I couldn't move. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have known where to find sharp things when I had those lucid moments. But even then -

I just wish I knew how to get the scars to fade. That I didn't have to hide them with my watch. That I could stop remembering why.

I...

I don't know why I want to talk about this today. [unsteady laughter] It's probably a curse, isn't it? Yeah. I...

Sorry.

Comments

[private~]

[baixin.livejournal.com]

...Sure.

[She is awkward, and doesn't know what else to say.]

[private~]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

...I'm really not fit for company today, I guess.

It'll wear off by tomorrow. Want to get lunch or something?

[private~]

[baixin.livejournal.com]

I'm just really worried for you...

...I'd like that. It's a bit lonely.

Re: [private~]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Believe me, this isn't any worse than normal. Much.

Okay. I found this great café the other day - you like cake, right? Who doesn't like cake?

[private~]

[baixin.livejournal.com]

It's like this every day for you? ...

I'm not sure--but I'd like to try it.

Re: [private~]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

You stop noticing so much after the first couple decades.

Meet you by the fountain around noon, then.

[private~]

[baixin.livejournal.com]

...That's a long time though.

That sounds nice, thank you.

[private~]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know.