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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*here be Asch, looking relatively calm- a little tired, maybe, but calm, despite his Papa not remembering who he is anymore. or so it seems. so he's in bed, right now, plucking at the strings of his guitar, trying not to think of that certain Asch...*

((in other words, Pronnie will stop spamming with Metalhead soon.))

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[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

But he's family.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

He broke me.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

You aren't broken... you're still okay. You just need to feel better.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I want to forget about him.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...then maybe you should...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

I don't know if you really can, though. It's not like you can just make yourself forget...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I want to.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

But how?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...I could push you out of a tree?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I don't Luke would appreciate that.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...oh.

Um... I don't know, then.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*sighs* ...

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Sorry...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Whatever...

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...are you mad at me?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

No.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Just at him?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*nods*

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...okay...