pools of sorrow waves of joy.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he's not even in his own room, smoke billowing out from the cracked door as he lifts a cigarette from his mouth, the whole room clouded. he's been on edge since the day after he'd returned to normal, and now he's just.. plain afraid of facing the people he knew. so he's resorted to calming his nerves in the end by killing them.]

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[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

Which I appreciate, little devil.

[turns on his heel, blowing smoke out of his nose]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

M'not a devil anymore.

[curls up.]

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

And that's a problem?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Don't call me one, asshole.

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

My my, someone's bitter. Most would rejoice in being human, though I'm not sure I see the appeal.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm happy being human so don't call me a devil. God, where the hell is your logic?

[rubs at the side of his head, sighing.]

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

If this is what you call happy, I'd hate to see you depressed.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

You have no idea.

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

... is there anything I can do?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

It'll all ease away with time.

It's not like I don't have enough of that in a place like this, but I'm just.. scared for my boyfriend. I'm a completely different person now. I hope he still loves me.

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he still does. Talk to him and find out.