[Locked to Basement Residents]

Well, that was a pointless exercise in trying to keep myself sane.  I'm probably going to lose it one of these days, and don't any of you dare say I didn't warn you, because I'm warning you now.

Sorry, Luke, but it's true. ♥? 

Anyway, I'm crashing at Luke's apartment right now.  Probably will come back to the hotel whenever he does, or in a day or so if he's waiting for me.

Also, I don't care if you were worried, I don't care if you're curious - I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.  So here's a preemptive "fuck off" for you.  If you ask, I won't be held responsible for what I might do in response.

[Locked to Brando]

I ran off while you were gone.

Sorry.

I've gotten myself really attached to someone and I'm completely and utterly fucked, but I'm coming back.  Like I said in my last entry, a day or so.

I'm scared out of my mind right now.  What do I do?