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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 9:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 10:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 9:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 8:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:51 pm
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-she takes another breath- Thanks. -taking one more, she stands, opens the journal and starts reading-
Page 1. Title Page. Flame Journal.
-she takes the page and rips it out, crumpling it up- It'll certainly be a flame journal tonight. -she says as she tosses the paper into the fire, watching for half a tick as it starts curling-
Page 2. Entry 1. 2/15/11 Nowhere to be found, are you? Well, you got a present anyway. I hope it rots on your desk.
-she rips this page out, crumples it, and watches as it burns. She does this to every consecutive page; reads it, tears it out, crumples it, and throws it into the fire. Different emotions filling her face as she relives every moment-
Page 3. Entry 2. 3/18/11 How could you miss her wedding? How? I had to be escorted by FRANCO. And Justin was there? It was a nightmare. And you? You were gone. Gallivanted away somewhere. Thankfully that piece of work didn't go to the reception.
Page 4. Entry 3. 4/20/11 Guess you won't be around for Easter either, will you? That flower's certainly gonna die quickly.
Entry 4. 5/7/11 I hate that you sent me birthday presents and didn't bother to show up yourself. That's ridiculous and you know it. I will never open those boxes. Not until you show yourself again. I wish I destroyed them.
Entry 5. 6/6/11 I opened one. I hate you so much for knowing what I like. Even more for...well I guess it doesn't really matter, does it?
Entry 6. 7/15/11 I pretended to be happy today. I wish I had better esteem. That in itself is ridiculous.
Entry 7. 7/16/11 It's our one year and you're nowhere to be found. I guess I shouldn't be surprised by that any more though, should I?
Entry 8. 8/16/11 I dreamt of you last night. Even when you're gone I can't get away from you. It sickens me and secretly delights me at the same time. If only I didn't still yearn for your embrace, you S.O.B. I miss you so much in spite of myself...in spite of everything...everything that's happened.
Entry 9. 9/24/11 It's weird to think that a year ago I checked myself into a mental hospital. Maybe I was never really cured?
Entry 10. 9/25/11 I slept with Karrie last night and it felt good. It felt good to wash every last ******** bit of you away. Off of me forever because it's not like you gave a ********. You sure showed me. Well I sure showed him; ******** him good, I did.
Entry 11. 10/16/11 I decided a few days ago that you made your choice. You made it, and then enacted it. So I'm free. I'm clear. All is over with. You made it and you can't take it back now. Sometime soon I will be sending back some things to your office. You're not even there, and you don't even care but you know what? Neither do I. I moved on. I'm doing what I want now. Whatever I want with no here nor there about what you think because you showed, quite clear, that you don't care. So why should I hold back thinking you wouldn't like it? I can dance 'til my heart's content. Along with other things. This will be the last you will hear from me.
Entry 12. 1/16/12 It's been a year. Rot in hell. I'm burning this tomorrow.
-with the last page ripped out, she waits til it is curling and whisping and then she chunks the whole rest of the journal in there. Sitting down and staring intently at the fire and the book until the whole thing is ashes-
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:38 pm
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