Guess it always comes down to,

It's another year that I never thought I would see.

...signifying nothing.

This year...I hope things stay better. I hope it decides that Rosie isn't interesting enough. I hope...
That's all I can do, isn't it? I can only hope I won't be hollowed...hallowed again. I can only hope that I left no trail behind, besides adoption papers. I can only only only hope that I can stay here.

I look back at this all and I just can't think straight. Has it really only been so long since I left home with my sister? Of course, it hasn't really been that short an amount of time, but from the perspective of a young adult who has been in the world for less than 20 years... Yet, somehow, I feel as though I have seen more of the world than I was intended to see at this age. I have run, I have fought, I have harmed, I have...no, let's not get into that. That wasn't me.

I'm so sorry for all of this ranting. It all sort of turned train-of-thought on me. I hope that getting everything out makes other runners feel less...feel less alone. Maybe I can help. Maybe. In M and Brodie's absence, I still remain...a childish newbie, yes, but still. Heh.

get your Damn pAle empty facE away from mine. i hate you.
you can't come in.
this isn't your place. this isn't your DomAin, you eLdritch abomination...yoU...that'S it. stay the fuck away from me.

Here's to 2013. Here's to us, fellow runners.

...that the air would bring

Oh, the fog...
How long it's been since I was last aquatinted with thick fog...closing in...closer, now...

I knew I couldn't escape. It was too good to be true.
It was only a matter of time.

No sign of it/him.
I hope Rosie's alright.

There's a severe winter storm warning. I'm hoping it's normal. I'm hoping it's nothing to do with it/him.

Youcantberealyoucantberealyoucantbe

hah. there he is. hello, old friend.