| Current mood: |  crushed |
Fuck me
:; Grumbles a bit, shifting in 'her' chair, looking around. Obviously not knowing what was going on, but saw that she had a 'journal' here aswell -- as the password was up all ready for her, a journal called 'faith__', so she just went to the update button, trying to 'gather' her thoughts;:
So.. the fuck is going on? I wake up to find myself in.. some fucking funky ass house. Some weird people around here. A little blonde girl -- guess it's B's sister, or so they tell me.. fucking.. the hell? I had to get out..
I wandered around for a good couple of hours, still not knowing where I was -- then went back, caught a kid; good built, you know -- the kind a girl can ride for hours. Well, fuck me if that happened. I do mean that literally, 'cause I didn't even get to get off. >:o. Apparently.. i'm.. not me? Or, I am me -- but.. the other me.. And this me just happens to come with some emotional baggage that I don't want to carry@#$ >:o.. so I find out i'm in Cleveland.
Great, the hell am I doing in Cleveland? And.. Sunnydale.. it's.. it's gone. The Mayor -- he's.. :; Head down, silence ;: I don't know what the fuck happened, or how, but.. everyone is going to fucking pay. I swear, there is no fucking way i'm going to take this. As soon as I find B -- she's fucking toast. I don't care if she doesn't know what's going on.. i'm going to kill her.
I did get a few kills out though. I mean, yeah, it wasn't B.. but.. it's a start. That kid isn't too bad. Once he shuts the fuck up..
[ Past!Faith posting in Present!Faiths journal ;) ]
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