If It Looks Like I'm Laughing, I'm Really Just Asking To Leave

hey hey hey! it's JINK! . . . . i know, nothing like Fat Albert, but what the hell. I tried.

oh. my. god. B's been holding out on me! He gave me a copy of Garden Of Souls,

the part that comes after The Universal Machine. *sigh* It's all aboot Abe, (of course), but leaves some questions about Captain Daimio.


this guy.

Ayep, half of his face was tore off. it's HIS fault that Roger died!!!!!!



poor roger . . . . i miss him . . .

Well, anyways, my mom got tired of driving me to school. she called the bus up and told them to get me ASAP. So they came - half and hour late. And in front of my house. By the time i got on the bus, people were yelling at me cause we were gonna be late - as if they weren't skipping anyway - but it totally ruined my day.

it's days like these that make me think how scarily easy suicide is - just a simple slit on the wrist, a simple rope necktie, a handful of pills and a swig of water . . . it's scary. I can feel my resolve break down sometimes. it scares me.

Stay strong for me guys. I don't know if I can do this on my own.

TO THE BATMOBILE!

~Jink

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