#andnobite

[pm] Sorry doesn't even begin to cover any of this. You were right. I wasn't myself in scary, disgusting way and I screwed everything up in a way I can't come back from. I don't know when or if I'll be back but it won't be for a long, long time. Can't say much more than that. The house is yours if you want it. My guitar too. It's not much, I know I owe you so much more but it's all I have. I love you so much, okay? You're strong as hell and a beautiful friend. You /will/ be okay. Don't give up.

[pm] Hey loser. What are you doing? I'm bored.

[pm] Hey, how are you feeling? Did you get your gift?!

[pm] Something attacked Taylor and I at the house--I'm fine, a little beat up but Taylor's bad off. Figured that's probably one of those things you should know.

[pm] Something attacked us at the house. Some... big, ugly, gross goat looking thing. Taylor's really bad off--it clawed up her face /really/ bad. She's at the hospital now.

[pm] Why did you leave a bunch of rocks in the fridge?

[pm] [d: There's this goat thing] [Is there such a thing as a goat monst] [Do goats] Hey--how are you feeling? Back to normal?

[pm] Hey! I dropped off that special stuff for you. Let me know how you like it, okay? Your parents are super sweet, by the way.