Oh, though oft depressed and lonely,
All my fears are laid aside,
If I but remember only
Such as these have lived and died!
~Henry Longfellow
Monday, April 22, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Scared
I'm scared. I just don't know.
Laila-B is in the corner, typing away on her phone. I would ask her for the phone, but I'm not talking to her. Not after what she did.
This all, is just.
I don't know, I feel like there is no point in even trying to escape.
I'm just gonna be here.
Till I die.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Why?
Yesterday evening Laila-B came towards me, looking cute as ever, as I lay there in chains.
It began innocently enough with a hug. It was comforting, not something I felt I deserved, but I kind of liked her soft skin around my neck & the coconut smell of her hair.
"Are you sad Journal?" she asked as she hugged me.
I didn't respond, didn't know how I could. I assumed it was obvious I was sad.
"Shhh..." She said, as if I had said something.
She waved her arms and some black goo came out of my mouth. I would've yelled at her and/or asked her what she was doing. But, I couldn't.
I was speechless.
"You need to relax Journal" she said as she kissed me and started to fondle my breasts.
I wanted to moan, but alas no sound could be heard from me. I didn't want this, she could've just left me alone.
Eventually she moved her hands down to my nether regions, under my dress and started to rub a rather sensitive area of mine. I shook my feet, trying to get away but I couldn't. All I accomplished with this was rustling my chains.
I cried.
"This isn't happening!" I screamed internally to myself as I kicked around, trying to get her to leave me alone.
"You are so tense Journal. Let me help you!"
She now moved her head under my dress, pulled down my underwear and started to lick away. I tried to crush and kick her with my thighs, which she responded with by waving her hand again. The same kind of goo that had come out of my mouth before appeared before me. It pulled my hands and feet apart. I was just stuck in this embarrassing position.
"Relax" she kept saying.
I of course felt the sensuous feeling one gets from this act. But even that didn't make this enjoyable.
After she seemed to feel like she was done "making me relaxed" she put my underwear back on,unstuck me & even gave me my voice back.
I can't begin to describe how I felt. How I still feel, my face turned into a waterfall as she walked back to her side of the cell with a smug smile on her face.
Why did she do that?!
WHY?
Though...
I'm an object.
Maybe this is what being an object entails.
Even so.
This didn't feel right.
It began innocently enough with a hug. It was comforting, not something I felt I deserved, but I kind of liked her soft skin around my neck & the coconut smell of her hair.
"Are you sad Journal?" she asked as she hugged me.
I didn't respond, didn't know how I could. I assumed it was obvious I was sad.
"Shhh..." She said, as if I had said something.
She waved her arms and some black goo came out of my mouth. I would've yelled at her and/or asked her what she was doing. But, I couldn't.
I was speechless.
"You need to relax Journal" she said as she kissed me and started to fondle my breasts.
I wanted to moan, but alas no sound could be heard from me. I didn't want this, she could've just left me alone.
Eventually she moved her hands down to my nether regions, under my dress and started to rub a rather sensitive area of mine. I shook my feet, trying to get away but I couldn't. All I accomplished with this was rustling my chains.
I cried.
"This isn't happening!" I screamed internally to myself as I kicked around, trying to get her to leave me alone.
"You are so tense Journal. Let me help you!"
She now moved her head under my dress, pulled down my underwear and started to lick away. I tried to crush and kick her with my thighs, which she responded with by waving her hand again. The same kind of goo that had come out of my mouth before appeared before me. It pulled my hands and feet apart. I was just stuck in this embarrassing position.
"Relax" she kept saying.
I of course felt the sensuous feeling one gets from this act. But even that didn't make this enjoyable.
After she seemed to feel like she was done "making me relaxed" she put my underwear back on,unstuck me & even gave me my voice back.
I can't begin to describe how I felt. How I still feel, my face turned into a waterfall as she walked back to her side of the cell with a smug smile on her face.
Why did she do that?!
WHY?
Though...
I'm an object.
Maybe this is what being an object entails.
Even so.
This didn't feel right.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Lamp
I've decided to stop with the Journal format...because honestly I don't care anymore. Yeah, maybe Laila, the bad one has sucked a bit of joy out of me or all of it. Laila(the good one, who I will refer to as Laila-B from now on) is the only real person I have left in my life.
Maybe you are thinking I'm being overly dramatic, but I'm not...What is my life really? Tiger Stripes? I doubt that my brother cares that much for me anymore, I mean...if he did wouldn't he try to save me or something?
"But Journal, you've only made 7 posts things can't possibly be this dramatic at this point!"
What do you know about that?
Laila has me in her dungeon, there's no escape because I'm chained to the wall and Laila-B is not really helping me either, just sitting there being adorable. While that may help in some circles, it doesn't help me now.
I wanna cry.
I should be stronger than this, but I'm not.
I'm not Journal.
I'm not anything from Rapture or anything else.
I'm not even a person.
I'm an object, I don't deserve to have the title person even.
I'm Julia, just as worthy as a book or a lamp.
Maybe you are thinking I'm being overly dramatic, but I'm not...What is my life really? Tiger Stripes? I doubt that my brother cares that much for me anymore, I mean...if he did wouldn't he try to save me or something?
"But Journal, you've only made 7 posts things can't possibly be this dramatic at this point!"
What do you know about that?
Laila has me in her dungeon, there's no escape because I'm chained to the wall and Laila-B is not really helping me either, just sitting there being adorable. While that may help in some circles, it doesn't help me now.
I wanna cry.
I should be stronger than this, but I'm not.
I'm not Journal.
I'm not anything from Rapture or anything else.
I'm not even a person.
I'm an object, I don't deserve to have the title person even.
I'm Julia, just as worthy as a book or a lamp.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Thursday January 24th
06:00 PM
I woke up and Laila was hugging me, holding tightly around my waste.
Upon closer inspection she's in her high school uniform again .w.
I mean... <///<
I don't get this.
Why is she hugging me .w. ?
"I'm sorry"
She's crying D:
"I didn't mean for all of this to happen"
"What do you mean?"
She's hugging me even tighter...need air .w.
"The woman who was attacking you. That's me...Laila"
"I'm confused"
"There are two Lailas."
"How can that be?"
"Think transuniversal traveling"
"Ah..."
"I came here, trying to protect you"
"Why does she want me dead anyway"
"You saw her. That is enough reason"
"So she's just a prick"
"Pretty much"
<_< If this were an anime I'd be dead from blood loss at the hands of nosebleeds because my god Laila is just too adorable .w.
"Can't you get us out of here?"
"No...she took my powers"
D:
Well this suck <_<
9:00 PM
Nothing really is happening today outside of this conversation.
I'm starving x.x
I woke up and Laila was hugging me, holding tightly around my waste.
Upon closer inspection she's in her high school uniform again .w.
I mean... <///<
I don't get this.
Why is she hugging me .w. ?
"I'm sorry"
She's crying D:
"I didn't mean for all of this to happen"
"What do you mean?"
She's hugging me even tighter...need air .w.
"The woman who was attacking you. That's me...Laila"
"I'm confused"
"There are two Lailas."
"How can that be?"
"Think transuniversal traveling"
"Ah..."
"I came here, trying to protect you"
"Why does she want me dead anyway"
"You saw her. That is enough reason"
"So she's just a prick"
"Pretty much"
<_< If this were an anime I'd be dead from blood loss at the hands of nosebleeds because my god Laila is just too adorable .w.
"Can't you get us out of here?"
"No...she took my powers"
D:
Well this suck <_<
9:00 PM
Nothing really is happening today outside of this conversation.
I'm starving x.x
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Wednesday January 23rd
12:00 AM
This girl came and woke me up. At first I thought it was Via, but then I opened my eyes. It was a black haired girl, not hard on the eyes either. She was wearing a typical high school uniform, like the ones I had seen in anime. Her eyes...her eyes were some shade of pink.
Breathtaking is the simplest way to describe her.
"Journal, wake up"
"Who are you?"
"Well...my name is Laila, there's no time to explain. You have to get out of here!"
"Why o_o?"
"Because I'm plotting to kill you?"
"What O_O?"
"It's really hard to explain...it would take me more time than you have. Just trust me...you have to get out of here!"
"Alright, ehm...."
13:13 AM
I took a bunch of things, like leftover pizza and some water in a bottle and ran outside.
I'm in some sort of garden, a park maybe.
This Laila wasn't really specific on where I needed to go.
So I assume this is fine ^-^
13:15 AM
I WAS WRONG D: slsm,lsd,ls,sas,sa,l,sd..,d,s,,sssss
13:17 AM
She's after me.
Laila! She's after me...!
But...
How D: I thought she was warning me!
"Well, welcome to the circus that never ends my dear. Let me explain to you how this is going to go"
She's jumping around looking for me ._.
I'm hiding in the bushes.
"I will bring you to a torturous world of neverending pain and suffering at the hands of your desires and virtues & you...you my dear, will be obediant and come forth...understood?"
I'm not saying anything.
I'm scared x.x
Holding my breath...
...
...
...
(penstrike at the end of the "h", as if the pen was dragged down to the edge of the book)
15:00 AM
I'm somewhere...
Almost everything is dark, except for a few beams from the moonlight lightening up the room.
I say room hahahaha It's a cell <-<
She's here, looking at me.
Laila.
She isn't doing anything. Just looking at me.
It's unnerving <-<
This girl came and woke me up. At first I thought it was Via, but then I opened my eyes. It was a black haired girl, not hard on the eyes either. She was wearing a typical high school uniform, like the ones I had seen in anime. Her eyes...her eyes were some shade of pink.
Breathtaking is the simplest way to describe her.
"Journal, wake up"
"Who are you?"
"Well...my name is Laila, there's no time to explain. You have to get out of here!"
"Why o_o?"
"Because I'm plotting to kill you?"
"What O_O?"
"It's really hard to explain...it would take me more time than you have. Just trust me...you have to get out of here!"
"Alright, ehm...."
13:13 AM
I took a bunch of things, like leftover pizza and some water in a bottle and ran outside.
I'm in some sort of garden, a park maybe.
This Laila wasn't really specific on where I needed to go.
So I assume this is fine ^-^
13:15 AM
I WAS WRONG D: slsm,lsd,ls,sas,sa,l,sd..,d,s,,sssss
13:17 AM
She's after me.
Laila! She's after me...!
But...
How D: I thought she was warning me!
"Well, welcome to the circus that never ends my dear. Let me explain to you how this is going to go"
She's jumping around looking for me ._.
I'm hiding in the bushes.
"I will bring you to a torturous world of neverending pain and suffering at the hands of your desires and virtues & you...you my dear, will be obediant and come forth...understood?"
I'm not saying anything.
I'm scared x.x
Holding my breath...
...
...
...
(penstrike at the end of the "h", as if the pen was dragged down to the edge of the book)
15:00 AM
I'm somewhere...
Almost everything is dark, except for a few beams from the moonlight lightening up the room.
I say room hahahaha It's a cell <-<
She's here, looking at me.
Laila.
She isn't doing anything. Just looking at me.
It's unnerving <-<
Friday, January 25, 2013
INTERLUDE, THE FIRST
I think I speak for all of us when we know exactly what is going on?
You dont?
Well....allow me to fill you in.
I am Laila, goddess of dreams & nightmares alike. Surely you've heard of me...
You haven't?
I need to remember to fire that agent!
Anyway, where was I?
Ah, yes....I've captured this silly little being known as Journal.
What kind of name is Journal for a girl? or a person to be exact?
Also...Is she serious about being the journal from OH GOD THE RAPTURE IS BURNING? Or is she just really obsessed with it like the last person I captured.
I'm really confused by that...
NEVERMIND, I have evil business to attend to!
~Laila
You dont?
Well....allow me to fill you in.
I am Laila, goddess of dreams & nightmares alike. Surely you've heard of me...
You haven't?
I need to remember to fire that agent!
Anyway, where was I?
Ah, yes....I've captured this silly little being known as Journal.
What kind of name is Journal for a girl? or a person to be exact?
Also...Is she serious about being the journal from OH GOD THE RAPTURE IS BURNING? Or is she just really obsessed with it like the last person I captured.
I'm really confused by that...
NEVERMIND, I have evil business to attend to!
~Laila
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