notes in Charlie's journal

[bloodyrockgod]

beautiful destruction

the poetry of the way things fall apart

fallen messiahs and dead gods

the way our bodies joined

let you go to my head
let you under my skin
let you believe you loved me

my love is always a lie

"to our love send a dozen white lilies"

Comments

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I am Tracy's broken heart. How do we fix this?]

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: I'm thinking it would have something to do with the quest for the landlord, some sort of reconciliation on the journey?]

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I am Tracy's repairing soul. Seems appropriate.

*stops using "I am Tracy's"...*]