
( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < I've been havin'...mighty awful dreams a lot more lately. Real dayterrors. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Serves me right fer not bein' able to put 'em down. ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < I've...always been a bit of a crit fail when it comes t'sappy emotional stuff. LEECHSTEPDAD...was an awful lusus. A lot of my closest friends stopped being either close or my friend on account of his predation. He was. Is. A monster. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < But I can't find it in me to kill him. Never could. That's still a living being. Even if many things aren't no more on account 'o what he did to 'em. Right now. He's contained. Devouring my LEAFSHEEPMA and...wearin' her seems to have let him photosynthesize. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < ...How we used t'together. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < I miss her. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < I'm scared of what she would think. ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < ... ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < But the wishes of the dead, and the will of those about to be...cease to matter very quickly when I'm reminded how much suffering my inaction once caused. Maybe. Maybe I oughta. Maybe I should. Maybe. Something more needs to be done.
