Rohypnol

I'm bored.

[address of a hotel suite] Door's unlocked.


[ooc: linked image is underwear clad and suggestive. Just in case you're at work.]

I'm just so proud of us. Makes me shed a real tear.

Happy Halloween, everyone. I'll be at a frat party for it and I promise there will be photos.

[Sent to all of the Drug Gods:

A DVD copy of The Human Centipede, although with the help of some scissors and tape the covers have been edited to more correctly display the Drug's role in the 'masterpiece'.]

( Public; post cut for talk of rape, language and general Rohypnol unpleasantness )

I suddenly have a jar of orange gunk that these mortal teens seem to love. Funny to watch them lose their shit over drugged-up goo, especially when I add a little of myself to the mix for them.

One of these girls is quite pretty, for a sorority whore at least. Anyone want to play with her? Huge rack and she's a squealer.

The man with the leather gloves slit my throat in the backseat of his car and I don't remember anything after that.

I think I'm in Chicago now. I woke up here but I don't know how long it's been since he killed me. I don't remember where we were.

There's dirt under my fingernails. I remember floorboards.

Is anyone else in Chicago?

All these gods complain about being violated. It tastes so good to me.

I wish I had a day for my violations.

Liquid-twin, did you enjoy it all like I did?

I have a new apartment.

Should I have a housewarming of some sort?

[GHB]

Want to ruin Salvia?

Made a mess of GHB's apartment again, but I don't think we're going to be able to get all of her out of the carpet this time.

The little slut told us her favorite book was American Psycho. Bet she was wishing she didn't.

[private]

You think that I can't play this game?

I can fucking play this game.

this is wrong wrong wrong

[/private]

Liquid-twin, can we play?

Researchers from the University of Kent have found that young female students often "mistakenly linked sickness, blackouts and dizziness to poisoning by a stranger -- when it was likely to be caused by excessive alcohol consumption." Women are so so stupid. They don't even understand how alcohol effects them. Someone should keep an eye on the sluts or keep them in the damn kitchen.

That article says my use in sexual assault is a myth. Makes me feel slighted and proud. I like being invisible and threatening.

This sweet little non-existent drugess was give to a 13 year old by her father Just so he could tuck her in all nice and fatherly, of course. Sigh. I wish I had a daddy.

This one gets it's own post as it's NOT worksafe. Oh Rohypnol, put it away.

( Rohypnol/GHB )

It's too early. I went out dancing last night and let some really creepy guy feed me my own stuff. But since I was feeling like a little more fun I made him work for it. He ended up chloroforming me in an alley while I played cocktease for kicks. Oh, fuck I love chloroform.

This morning I'm bruised and cut up and I have no memory of it all.

Such a good night.

Tonight I go hunting though. Have to keep my nails sharp as well.

Something's happening; I can feel it.

What's going on??

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

I can't sleep tonight.

Somehow ended up at some party last night filled with college kids. Talked about really drunk politics with some guy for about an hour and I don't even remember now what we ended up saying. Like I even give a shit about politics, man. Ended up in some back rooming smoking a joint and watching some whore get nailed.

I've been in the city for three weeks now and I haven't even seen any of my family. Don't be sad, my brothers and sisters. I know you've missed me dearly and I'll be there for the lovely big gay wedding that's happening. Why don't you boys let me buy you both a drink to celebrate, huh?

I need a job. I found this place that wants a bartender and I'm thinking I'll rock up wearing something sexy and land the position. I do love bartending. I'm pretty much a natural. Money's not really an issue, cause I'm staying at GHB's place and I don't plan on going anywhere just yet. Not that he'll get any warning if I ever feel like getting up and leaving. It's no fun to give anyone warning.

I love you like a murder, babe
( I'm burying the bones )