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Date Posted: 22:29:00 06/23/02 Sun
Author: Julian Emberson
Subject: Re: You're such a monster.
In reply to: Nicolas Venecia 's message, "Boo. (You guys can continue from here)." on 13:30:30 06/23/02 Sun

Julian turned to Nicolas, startled and immediately intimidated. He was suddenly attacked by apprehension, nails dug into the cover of the book, and eyes blank. His breath hitched before being broken by Nicolas’ laugh, his nerves stunned and cheeks heating. “Fuck,” He said for lack of a better word. “Fuck, fuck, fuckitty-fuck, fuck.” He sighed, sights now on the wall of books in front of him, ungodly frown on his face. He put down the book on his lap and put his hands behind his head, leaning tiredly back. Anxiety had begun eating away at his brain.

It wasn’t so much as the performance that he dreaded, really; it was more that Nicolas had announced it before assuring himself that nobody else was there. He had picked this song specifically for the horrid situation he was in, nearly every lyric meaning something more than they actually did. Maybe not just for Draco, but for many of his… friends, as well. It was the song that spoke about what he observed from behind his wall, what the other Julian really thought and felt. The other Julian, he thought again, laughing at himself. Might as well say I have some multiple personality disorder. And maybe I do.

He thought momentarily about the song, and what drew him to specifically like that above all the other songs. It reminded him so much of how every day went for somebody like him. There was one particular line that always brought back thoughts of his world, and that was the line that went, “To rearrange all these thoughts in a moment is suicide.” He remembered it was in the first verse, a hauntingly defining line for him. It was the terrible downpour of a myriad of worries and regrets that came crashing down often when he let it. And often, it was a high that he couldn’t handle that brought him and dug him down, sometimes so close he was desperate to claw six feet underground.

Julian shook his head.

((Have fun. :P))

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