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They're both dead. Shiloh, Grant. Killed the other kid too. Killed his cousin.

I am enigmatic.

I miss you, Shiloh

The journey begins
Starts from within
Things that I need to know

The song of the bird
Echoed in words
Flying for the need to fly

Thoughts endless in flight
Day turns to night
Questions you ask your soul

Which way do I go?
How fast is too slow?
The journey has its time within us

If a man can fly over an ocean
And no mountains can get in his way
Will he fly on forever
Searching for something to believe

From above I can see from the heavens
Down below I see the storm rages on
And somewhere in the answer
There is a hope to carry on

When I finally return
Things that I learn
Carry me back to home

The thoughts that I feed
Planting a seed
With time will begin to grow

The more that I try
The more that I fly
The answer in itself will be there

. . .

Idiot

This kid would be fucking dead without me.

He's a tricky little fucker, that guy.

I'm not going down as easy as Shiloh.

I'll be taking over from here on out, I'll keep this little shrimp away from the blog until he stops flipping the fuck out every time the clock goes a minute past 5PM.

The only thing we have in common is dead families(buried. its amazing what you can fail to mention) and the guy.

He always seemed to like Shiloh better than me. One more reason to kill that fucker.

Both of them, really.

Shiloh was just a bad guy in general, though. Remember when he kept putting off saying what "really" went down while he was hollowed? Because he wasn't ever going to. I found his stupid fucking journal. 26 tallys, 26 kids personally buried. Yeah Shiloh, just keep telling yourself that you only helped kill 12. You know how much goddamn stabbing you did, the mutilation. All of the other hollowed you saw, too. You were just TOO brutal. Look at yourself now. 

The kid couldn't take that on his conscience. He had no fucking clue what to do about ANYTHING at that point. Just saying whatever dumb fucking pointless shit came to mind. Fucking murderer. I have no idea what you were trying to do after you got back. "Feels good to get that off my chest"

Shut the fuck up you fucking liar.

Time to get a fucking grip on the goddamn situation.

Oh, and Danny and Shannon?
Nice work fucking their lives up.

i see a big black dog big black dog big black dog big black dog

kill me kill me kill me

Haha

Shiloh is a total fucking moron.

Don't worry, I'll get him there safe.


"i give up, i give up"

What a fucking wimp. Can't take a little cold?
Tell me boy, are you COLD?




You guys need'nt worry about the kid.
He won't be bothering you guys for much longer, and we can all move on with our lives.

sssssssssssssssss

I am no longer a sane man.


i want to go home


i give up



come get me

Sweet Darkness

My phone died. Thank god there's a computer here. Someone contacted me a bit ago and I met up with her. She's sick.

She was in the area, we have the same problem. I've been telling her stories from the forest, she's very curious.
I can't deny a dying girl. ...Woman. She's 26.

Dying girls.

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He needs help. All i'm asking is you take a look. My hands are full. They're full.

I got Jessica killed
Eleven other people.

I buried them.

It felt good to get it off my chest. Too good.

We see him everywhere these days. It's just getting more and more frequent.
I'm horrified every single time.
Every damn time I scream like a little girl.
i bet he likes it

I feel like there's always things going on, but they get covered up by the next thing.
I was "hollowed", Jake... Danny, Shannon and I were attacked, and now this.
Scattered. Wouldn't make for a good story.

I wish this was a fucking story.

Why does he have to walk so FUCKING slowW?

were in her dead parents' house.

Please give me one good night's sleep.