...Pissed beyond belief. A town should not fall apart because I leave.
Confused. I don't know who I am any more. My best friend is me now. So who am I? When will this nightmare end?
...waiting to get to the beach, but I've given up on men.
Quiet......so....quiet....but I did find him....why did I leave him? This is not the life I thought I would have.
...Not looking forward to recruiting simply because I will have to leave his side.
Dealing with the trauma better and better every day. Not leaving any more.
...In disbelief that we are STILL here. How much meat do we need?
Sad. What happened? Why are we still here?
...Sad. He seems to no longer care about me, and only cares about sleeping. Maybe I should just make this home.
WHYTHEHELLDIDHELEAVEMEINTHEMIDDLEOFTHAT?!?!!? *claws at eyeballs*
...Travelling. How many deserted towns can there be?!
Home again. No purpose. Quiet.
...Not liking this place. And gathering rubber is SO slow!
Travelling....just for the sake of leaving....I want to die in peace.
....Leaving. If they don't care that she died and I took her stuff, then neither do I.
Smiling. Now that the bastard is gone, I can enjoy the people here and what they have to offer.
..Slowly learning that love IS real....I need to forget my past and accept it.
Happy...I gave up on one thing, only to gain another, far more valuable thing! Oh, the joy!
...About to burst if someone doesn't play with me!!!!! *jumps up and down*
Tired of sitting on this bench. I wanna finish the drying rack mountain!!! Those potatoes dry sooooo slow!!!!
...Paloosh!
Forgetting that I am even existing.
...Building a boat named after an amazing man. I hope to find a friend to bring back to this paradise.
Promoted. Happy. Staying.
...Saving my hatred for now. But he WILL pay. If anyone so much as lays a finger on me after that, I WILL cut it off!
Giving up on it. Fuck.
....Wondering why everyone's lips move when they look at me. And wondering why he keeps taking me to the lighthouse every night. He seems to like it a lot.
Being kissed by everyone it seems. Why do they look at me like that? What was the stone for?
..Wanting something more.....but I can't express it to him. I can only listen.
Thrilled. I didn't have to express it. He did first. He accepts me the way I am...