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Ghostbaa – ? That's . A pft , peculiar name .
[fondness graces her expression, rather than amusement.]
And you may call me Wilb– . Or well . . March . Yes , March's the name .
@ofthatcolossalwrxck has asked :: Huh , you – . . so , uh , what's with the sheep horns . . ?
oh, hi!! they're just kind of there, i'm not sure how! ^^ when i became a ghost, they were just there! i am a big fan of sheep, so maybe that's a reason :D
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nerve-wrecking as it may be, within just the murmurs of sweet, kind words did revivebur come to relax. slowly, and slowly, her nerves unravel to the extent of that eventual reposeful contemplation. about the engagement, from what his mind can wrap around, everything seems good. everything felt good,
she felt good. she felt the closest thing to being alive, subsequently to the warmth of the aureate jewelry underneath her fingertips. one of the best parts about that is that she can tell that the material is real; certainly not fake, meaning that this engagement is as real as she feels.
whereas in her other hand, she felt the closest thing to being truly happy for the way their hands were locked and intertwined. actions spoke just as loud as his declaration to being together, to supporting and loving one another.
"then.." revivebur's lips curl into a soft, giddy smile— the twinkle in her eyes were akin to a glint of anticipation for the next thing to come after acting along with the ritual. she even sat down next to him and turned her neck to him, prepared and pliant. "could you help me wear the necklace you given me then?
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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. . I see . And , mind telling me who you are exactly ? You sound familiar , that's for sure .
@ofthatcolossalwrxck has asked :: Huh , you – . . so , uh , what's with the sheep horns . . ?
oh, hi!! they're just kind of there, i'm not sure how! ^^ when i became a ghost, they were just there! i am a big fan of sheep, so maybe that's a reason :D
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"n– no, no, that's.." in this point perhaps, is when revivebur realized how.. intense she has been sounding through all this. with that, seemingly working by the thought that she could control it just by redirecting her eyes away– she wouldn't want him to personally be afraid of her, no, he's the last person that revivebur wants to be afraid.
"don't– don't get me wrong, i actually.. i was just surprised, is all." she has been glancing nowhere else but the necklace at her hand; she couldn't force eye contact even if she wants to. the guilt is at it again, nipping on her throat as a warning for the next bad move she takes.
and silence felt a lot more suffocating, hence her need to interrupt it with something– she's not sure what, but something alright, to keep it from strangling them further.
"and um, if anything, it's– it makes me really happy. it makes me so much happy that you- you really think of me that way." there's this odd feeling she's looking at him through the corner of her eye. "it's just that.. are you, really sure you'd want me as a partner for life? it's, it's such a serious decision, a really important one, in fact! and i don't–"
she stops herself.
she then chokes out, "–.. want to make you regret it.. incase down the line, i end up doing- or being really, really bad."
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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at the sight of the gemstone itself, revivebur's breath quickened and his heart skipped over a copious amount of beats in a way that's ever humanely possible.
"oh."
"oh."
apparent by the bulging of her eyes that she knew the meaning behind it all– be that as it may, she coughed then cleared her throat like there's a problem with this.
not really. it's everything that revivebur desired– to still be thought of; considered with such closeness and love, regardless the weight her sins carry. let alone from one of the people where her fondness reaches favoritism, and someone she never expected to get along surprisingly well in these past few weeks.
but it's too good, far too good to ever be true that she gets to have a relationship like this. it made her nervous, scared even if an important moment in her life is just as tangible as all her old attachments — too fragile to stand on its own, and too easy to slip through her grasp like sand sliding over in between the fingers.
she couldn't help but sound so emotional, her voice quite so little even. "do- do you know what this means?" maybe it was a mistake. a gift and nothing more– or maybe he does actually know and it's all on purpose? disbelief, and to an extent, insecurity had suspended her thoughts completely.
"look at me!" her eyes suddenly dart towards his direction. without her knowledge, she kept the necklace almost close to her heart. almost, in a sense that she's still reluctant to begin closing the distance, out of fear it may be just another big lie she believed in again. "do you- do you understand the significance of what you're trying to ask, ghost?"
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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something important? revivebur's heart felt faint; usually whenever they initiate talks like these, it's always something bad, and something in the lines of what she did. she feels unsettled by that– has she done anything wrong? the hug was comforting though, so maybe not really..
quickly, she follows him. nevertheless, it has to be important if it concerns ghostbur this greatly.
to wherever he goes, he stays close behind. just because he's willing however, this doesn't exempt him from the feeling of surprise as soon as he sees the table prepared in such fashion. revivebur's eyes widen and beam, as she slowly comes towards the chair. "woah–! damn, this is great.. you even made my favorite kind of waffles! what's the occasion?"
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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revivebur was no stranger to seeing someone with anxiety bubbling up in their inner core; it made her just as nervous too, to see how shaky his hands became. and so she put away the broom, and put on a softer variation of her voice.
"yeah, yeah of course. i'm ready for breakfast.." she could not resist herself from asking as she moves towards the door, slight concern on her face. "something wrong?"
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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it has been so long, far too long that revivebur lived through in constant uncertainty; soaked and drenched in confusion that surpasses the temptestous winds of daybreeze.
and it has almost been month since revivebur found a purpose; since revivebur knew again how to bask in the feeling of aliveness, this time through something mundane. it was unlike the sparks that flew between him and quackity, though as much as he enjoyed the latter, and quite missed him. a lot. his letters have always been a comfort for her to read.
his connection with ghostbur is special, and always has been in how they are each other's halves; each other's puzzle pieces. it's really something that revivebur never thought would happen, as he spent most of his time mulling over his envy towards him.
now, ghostbur has her wrapped around his finger– revivebur's thoughts has been about him to the same extent the working cogs in her brain used to be about quackity, and well, anyone can know by that comparison it almost borders on pure, unadulterated obsession.
however, revivebur has been doing her best to keep a difference– said difference being that she will not screw this one up nonetheless her being an absolute fuck-up; it truly stung for months to had thought about her second last meeting with quackity in that van, and up to this day, it still lingers.
this will be different, as revivebur wants to be good enough that ghostbur will still think about her.
she's not exactly in the best of conditions, but that didn't stop her from trying to tidy up the once-so-messy house and tailor to his personal liking. she's close to giving him that room he deserves too–! as much as revivebur loved the cuddling they had, she didn't want to be suffocating and far too suffocating for him.
revivebur makes her way around the room after shortly waking up to the sun rising, already in a trance to clean some more after figuring out that ghostbur must be out in the fields, so she might as well welcome him with a sweeter aroma.
she didn't want to be useless and far too useless for him; she has exceeded her worth already, and she wouldn't want him to realize that.
her ears perk up at the sound of the door opening, and she awoken herself from her thoughts. there was a high pitch in her voice, "ah–? oh, morning there!"
Ding!
An alarm goes off. Stained blue fingers set down a bowl of whipped cream, freshly made. He lifted up the top of a waffle maker. The bowl with the remains of homemade batter rest in the sink. He pulls the plug, allowing the waffles to cool down. Two plates are set at Revivebur’s kitchen table.
It had been roughly a month since he’d settled in. Few things were brought with him across the sea, but he was able to acquire a new waffle maker in short time.
It had also been roughly a month since they’d started sleeping together on occasion. It had been a lonely few years, and Ghost hadn’t even seen another person in all that time until Rev. He was beyond excited at having someone to sleep beside him, wrapping their arms around each other and being close for just that- the sake of being close.
Rev was his other half- a part of himself that he didn’t know he needed, or even wanted until she appeared in his bed! And now they were together! And sure, Friend was nice, but he has ecstatic to have someone to talk to. Another, real person.
He pressed on his pocket. He didn’t know why, but he was worried it would magically disappear. He worried about a multitude of things, actually, like the color, and if it would fit, and-
He took a breath. He reached in, squeezing his bag of blue.
He’d done his research.
It had come up in conversation not too long ago that Rev, unlike Ghost, was part Piglin. This was a whole other culture, something separate from himself. As much as he would like to claim they’re the same person, they would always have some differences. That was okay, though. It just meant that with proper searching, he could find new ways to make her happy. And that’s just what he did.
The golden-sapphire necklace fit in his back pocket, in a small box that was light blue. As he set two waffles on their plates, following the same routine she loved as he piled on vanilla whipped cream and strawberry slices, he hoped that she would love the necklace as much as he did. He hoped the preparation was worth it.
He admired the table’s set up.
He began to walk up the stairs to get her.
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revivebur slightly cocks a brow at the response he received in response to his inquiry, and he could clearly tell the other must be nervous behind that screen. he types as slow, and replies as delicately as he could.
I don't Mind . Exactly . .
It's just we haven't really known each other that well yet , and I think you are a good kid . You're a real sweet kid , I like being your friend but you deserve to have a flock of people you know and can trust . I'm neither of those things .
I was feeling bad - so I drew people who I see as my flock!! Shh don't tells them!!:D
{ Simpbur, Lmanbur, Bur, Revivebur, Phantom }
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Sienna had been knowing Rev's work location for a while, so when they had least expected it ; he shipped, a small present box to their work place counter with a small note from them to gift them, a locket with a small black feather inside it.
the anti - psychotics was starting to feel a lot more nicer, or maybe he's starting to get cozy. getting quite used to the tranquil roaming his head down, as his therapist would have hoped.
and it appeared all rationality came to him when revivebur opens up the door one day– and sees a locket after digging through the box with just his sharp, chipped and uneven nails.
the curiosity left him. and suspicion has entered in a way that she didn't like, having soured any bit of sweetness in his tongue to the point that she's sure her mouth's full of bitterness.
philza?
there's a turbulent storm stirring inside revivebur's heart, but she moves onwards to check the note.
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HI!!!!!!!
me name boom boy!!!!
Boom boy ? Why , hey boom boy . . Fancy meeting you .
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the wailing erupts. seconds has passed.
the wailing quiets down. minutes has passed.
minutes has passed, and then finally, the wailing stops. revivebur holds a teary gaze nevertheless lest they cease pouring streams upon streams, rivers upon rivers down her cheeks and yet, they still feel like piping, hot tea.
she does not question the tranquil rushing in her veins nor the lack of guttural pain piercing her ribs. she does not also inquire how her back feels like the closest thing to coldness, what mattered to her is that everything was fine as ghostbur told her.
she leans closer to him, still embracing him in her arms as she recovers her breath. "thank you.."
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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"e– everywhere, it hurts everywhere. it hurts SO MUCH.. it's like my flesh is squeezing my bones so tight, and it's getting TIGHTER AND TIGHTER, AND TIGHTER–" a short hiss of pain subsequently turned into another cry; through settling his head down the pillow moments after, revivebur eases a little forward into his arms.
"i swear, i swear i didn't do anything wrong– i, it just HURTS. it was like this when i collapsed at work, and now everything just HURTS. please, please make it stop! make it stop, make it stop please it hurts," he keeps wailing hard, and harder than the last, his hands gripped onto the ends of his sweater.
"make it end, make it end, please make it end– i didn't mean, i don't- please, it hurts, ithurtsithurtsithurts–"
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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albeit she called on for a reminder of him, the sound of his voice was still what instilled the surprise in revivebur. she had no idea who rev was meant for, and by the time she saw through her hazy vision and taken notice that there's only one figure in the room– she figured that ghostbur must be calling back to her.
a noise, a wince, is the best answer revivebur could give at this moment. she squirms as it felt like her brittle bones were set aflame in spite there being no flicker whatsoever. "it hurts, it hurts! it hurts, it hurtss, it hurts!" a pained shriek was the follow up to her squirming around, and then clinging to ghostbur's body for comfort. "it hurtsss..."
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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revivebur's gaze was glazed over; seemingly unable to fixate on their own, and even after being brought up gently into his arms, he hadn't taken mental notice of his presence.
as a matter of fact, her head was entirely in a world of her own making: of her own imaginings, structured by cacophonies (the awful creak of her bones falling apart while her tense muscles pull them together in an uncomfortable fashion, the stickiness of rot veiling over her brain, and so much more sensations than she can comprehend.)
she's brought back into reality as her vision clears for a moment, having caught a glimpse of ghostbur walking down the halls with her in his arms.
it blurs again, and she looks surprised to be back at their bed together. tilting her head up, he asks as if he isn't sure himself that ghostbur's really there. "ghostbur?"
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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Sure Ghostbrur I mean No no Im not a babay or anything I i just Need a abIt of help walking up the stairs yeah My legs are a Bit. TirEd you see My backs tired Eveyrthings iltired
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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Oh oh ar r eYou sure ? I don't mean To im i Laying with you wojld be Nice yes si like that im coming After I get up
Entry date: 24th of September
Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My
Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm
On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs
the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now
ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......
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