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He is ver ytall and not Thomas.
Thank you, Peter. You have essentially boiled down the reason I hate myself into two words. Not Thomas.
I could never be Thomas. Which is why you never loved me.
And a big welcome back to life. Hurrah.
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| To Those in the Know and Kat |
[17 Aug 2007|01:15pm] |
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Hi.
I know it's going to sound a bit rich, coming from me. But I have to ask you all a favour. If any one of you feels any sort of...unfinished business with me, could we work it out? Even if that means that all you want to do is scream at me for the pain I caused. I can do that. I'm okay with it.
But I'm a bit stuck here, and I think that's why. And I can't help to keep Thomas here long term while Peter goes through his illness if I'm stuck here. And it doesn't feel so great either. Though that I probably deserve...
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| To Those in the Know |
[28 Jul 2007|10:13pm] |
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Peter was doing really well yesterday. We were having a good time, even. He called me kindling, but that's fair. It was a during a joking name-calling war anyway. Not the point. I even got him to play darts and he was doing okay but then some blond angel came over last night while I was in the shower. He's been bad since then and I just woke him up from a nightmare. I don't know what he was dreaming about, but he kept mumbling about 'Haven'? And then he screamed. He wouldn't wake up at first...and now he won't talk to me.
I'm sorry, I wish I could do better...
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| To Those in the Know |
[26 Jul 2007|06:20pm] |
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Uhm...hello. As much as you all might not want to hear it from me, and I completely understand if you don't, you probably want to hear it anyway...yes, getting to the point. Peter's at home. He's sleeping. And I'm here with him. I say this so you can avoid accidentally running in to me. If you want to see Peter, you can ring and I can make myself scarce. I think it did him good to see me though. He's talking. Or he was until the...sleep.
I will do my best to help him.
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| To Those in the Know |
[08 Apr 2007|01:26pm] |
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Peter, there's a few things I wanted to say to you. And look, the post is open to friends so it's not me trying to lure you anywhere...everyone else can read it too.
I wanted to say I'm sorry. To everyone. And that I can't do it anymore, anyway. I thought I was protecting everyone by doing what I did. I didn't expect them to go that far. I wouldn't have said a word but I happened to be assigned to you when I took the job and Father Alvarez found out and told the rest of them and then I was stuck. I couldn't very well tell them I didn't know anything when they knew I'd been living in your house. I did the best I could under the circumstances...or I thought I did. I was assigned to you because I was taking over for Abbot Brunhardt in Melk. He was involved in this delegation too. And he had his eyes on you since you went to Melk. Why do you think he was so desperate to get rid of you? You were too progressive and you told people the exact opposite of what he wanted them to believe. He wanted them to believe in fear, you wanted them to believe in love. You taught me that. That's why I said yes when Rolf asked me to join these people and watch them. They expected you to drop off the planet when you left Melk and I was just supposed to make sure you did. But then you went and rescused Rosa Del Vecchio right out from under their noses and made yourself a target. And then you raided that church and took Lavannah away from them. They decided you were a threat and they wanted you on their side. I swear I'd never seen that workroom before. I knew what they did but...I didn't know it was like that.
I have names. I know you're going to want to bring these people down as much as Rolf does and you're probably not going to be as quiet about it as he is. So..I have names. I have the places where they're all staying. And I doubt you'll trust me and I sure as hell don't blame you, but I have them if you want them.
And I thought I owed you an explanation of why I was the one to come get you. They were going to do it. They'd bring lots of people and it could get messy. And I love your family, Peter. I didn't want them to get hurt or...worse. And I really didn't want them to get Anna. Do you realise she's exactly what they'd want? You have the epitome of 'Angel' in your house and I couldn't let them in there. So I did it. And I hate myself for it.
And Spectre, I need to apologise to you too. I'm so very sorry.
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[25 Mar 2007|10:36pm] |
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Hello, Everyone. I really have no idea what to write here, I just don't want to miss out on what everyone's talking about anymore. Mostly because Peter will come visit me and he'll talk to me about things like I already know them and I have to tell him to start at the beginning. Quite maddening, really.
Kat and I are currently planning a movie festival on Friday for those of you that want to come. She says I just have to see To Wong Foo something something and Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.
She is also currently telling me to bring her shirts of mine and stealing them. Outrage!
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