8/4/2011
R.Black

I am not living, I am surviving.

I can’t do it, I can’t keep going on like this.

My nightmares have become more comforting to me than anything else. The ones that involve me dying are now the ones I want.  Dying doesn’t scare me like it used to. I crave the darkness. I need the darkness.

I need the Hunter.

To have her, would mean defeating the monster.

She promised me. She promised she would end it and now I need to her to do it.

Save me Elise.

You promised.

The monster in my head promises me it will be ok. It tells me to let it in, I can’t let it win.

The Slayer can tell something is wrong.

If only he knew.

That’s the thing with living in this world. You have to pick the right team.

Mortal. Immortal.

Alive.

Dead.

I can’t be one of them.

You promised Elise.

Got a message today, saying sorry and that she's going after Jordan. I need to find her before she does something stupid and thats the only thing I do know right now.