We Are Who We Choose to Be

What we decide to be depends on how we view things. Take myself for instance. Green blooded creature with a fucked up face and damaged vocal cords. I'm not sure that I'm a monster in this.



Or a victim.


I have been keeping Alice alive for a while now. But I'm uncertain if it's because I care for her in the slightest. Or if I don't want to be alone. Since she seems to be my only friend right now.


Does anyone know what it's like to feel less than...I can't really describe it. It's like I'm slowly going off the tracks. Or...Or just...I don't know...


I can't find the proper way to say this. And I'm afraid that I'm getting worse. Which is bad for Alice...because if I can't keep it together,she's dead.


Or worse.

Crow and Names

Anyone else think it's ironic how the girl obsessed with the past is called the Maiden? After all that's what the position is about. As well as possible change. Which I doubt will happen with her.

Crow isn't one for letting things go.

Alice seems to be..well she's calling what's chasing her as the "Jabberwocky". I'm pretty sure that's not a good sign. Though she still calls the Cold Boy the Cold Boy. At least around me she does. I'm not sure if she does in private.

Either way we're literally running out of places to hide from these creatures. And I'm afraid of what they'll do once they catch up to us.

Broken Dolls

No one wants a broken doll.
No one needs a broken doll.

Unbroken dolls are beautiful pieces of art.
They hold a place in everyone's heart.

I'm a broken down old doll.
No one needs me at all.

to brite

It hhas ben dificul to rite laely...so brite..so col...i'm sory...

A Moment to Write

I'm not refusing to eat,drink or speak guys. Doubtful that anyone but Alice really cares right now. And her reasoning I understand completely.

After all I'm not of any use if I'm tired and malnourished. I wouldn't be able to protect...no..that's not her reason. She's my friend and she's concerned. I shouldn't be this awful to her. Alice needs me. I'm failing her.

But the rot has set in again. It's slower than last time but it is progressing. My teeth are jagged,my voice is rough sounding and I feel this disturbing hunger. One that I was hoping would go away and I would be fine. Funny how things never seem to go like how we plan them to.

I wasn't supposed to be this rotting disgusting creature running from beasts. I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to just go on with my life and study to be a lawyer.  Or Hell even a doctor! I'm supposed to spend time with my family and friends as we celebrate my sister and I's birthday.

I'm not supposed to be like this!! I want to go home. I want to pretend that none of this never happened. I want to see my little brother. I want to hug my Mom and my sister.

I want all of this to end...somebody please help me?

Oh please?

Involuntary Road Trip

Dear whomever cares,

We're going away.

Alice has been doing better than last time. She's coming with me to a different location that I won't share. I'm sorry,Chris. We know that you'll be reading this. But we can't stay here any longer.

It just isn't safe for us both mentally and physically. Alice did promise to write to you soon. And that she's sorry that there's no other way. We hope you forgive us.

I love you,Chris.

Good bye for now,
Tina.

She Is Doing Well

Alice was hiding in her bathroom when I found her. She looks like she's barely slept or eaten. There's a lot of ice in her apartment. And I do believe I've seen a certain blue little shithead. Going to keep an eye out for that little bastard.

As of now,I've put Alice in a real bed. Kept watch at the foot of her bed. Made sure that she's eaten real food as well. And I'm going to help take care of her injuries.

There aren't many but she's got some bad bruises.

And burn wounds that I think she did to herself? Not sure because she won't talk to me about them. I won't press her for details either. She'll just shut me out and I can't have that. Or she'll make me leave and I can't do that.

Not now at least.

Earlier there was knocking on the door and I checked through the peep hole. It was two 'nurses' that I've seen before. They delivered a warning to Splinter and Glow-bitch before. I'm sure her 'Doctor' is doing his best efforts to keep his test sub-patient to himself.

Good luck with that you beaked bastard.

Good luck.