i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[look, a familiar sight. Axel with his strawberry vodka. he's on a couch in the common room, wearing a tank top and tight jeans. his forearms are covered in bloody bandages, one unraveling just a bit. seems someone got into a fight~]

Fucking hate this place.

Comments

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

... okay, you're the third person I've met that's got himself fucked up. What is it, masochism day?

[hands in his pockets. yes he does have ballet slippers over his shoulder.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I didn't ask to get sliced up.

[notices the slippers]

Cute slippers, Tinkerbell.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... glares, putting a hand over the ribbon keeping them together.]

Then stop whining and do something about it.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I wasn't whining. Just making a statement.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

Sure sounds like whining.

[sorry but he's pissy at Axels today. don't take it personally.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Take it how you like, little dancer.