suitcaseofnails

Honestly. What does he think I am anyways? Like I will go out there to scrape his ass off the sidewalk again.

I do hope that some people are having a good time. I am going to hide under the covers with all the hot chocolate and brandy and watch sad old movies until I cry.

Well. That is just such a fine mess. Leave me here. With him. Alone. Whatever shall I do? Outside use him for a nailcushion~

At least someone should be nice and relaxed for a little bitty bit. After all, big brother is not watching anymore.

I feel like I've been stuck in a bad hangover for the past several days. It feels so strange, like the world's going by and yet I can't do anything to stop it. To take a moment and start finding something that fits. I feel... like my skin's peeling off and my bones are itching and I so know that isn't something that was caused by someone else. Who am I? What am I? Don't people know this by my age?

Ah well, listen to me. Silly silly dreams. I shouldn't let them bother me. Especially when there's fun outside and I can't do a thing.

Sigh.


[ooc; for the uninformed, Elendira has been hit by the nightmare Cor and is just talking to talk. Just wait though. Once she gets over the sadness, she'll be throwing stuff at the occupants of the Ark]

So. This? Is not funny. Not one bit. I don't care what you people think either.

And before anyone asks - yes, Knives is divine in bed, Livio is a beautiful in leather, I'd do Wolfwood if he wasn't so very taken, Greed is a real gentleman, Jan deserves a smack around the ears, Atora is really cute in those little corsets, Meryl is cute in that little black dress, Abel is adorable, Vash should wear his hair down more often, and Lady has nice legs.

Mmhmm, I notice women too. So what? Just because I dress like a woman doesn't mean that I am all woman.

Any more questions?