11-20-2018, 10:22 PM
[align=center]SHE LOST HER VOICE DOWN BY THE RIVER, SCREAMING FOR COURAGE
Rosemary tended to dislike socialization and 'group bonding activities,' though she saw the use in keeping up her presence around the Clan. And that, she knew, she failed in recently. The physician came when anyone needed medical assistance, certainly, but she stuck close to her garden and workshop areas lately. And that needed to change. "Give me something," she spoke, her raspy voice softer than she'd intended. How annoying.I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?