Fuck You, Mr. Mysterious

I asked Michael about all that cryptic bullshit he was saying in his post. He wouldn’t tell me anything. How much of a douche do you have to be to talk about some big secret ON THE INTERNET and then not tell more about it? That’s like waving a big tantalizing steak in front of a starving dog and then snatching it away and laughing at the poor creature.

You, sir, are a dick.

But damn I am so curious! This is going to bother me for DAYS.

Unwanted Opinion?

I get that these people probably don’t want to hear what I have to say, but… That girl has been screaming from the back room for about… 5 hours now. It’s starting to die down a little, but I think it may be because of her voice giving out rather than her punishment easing up. From what I gather, it was a bit presumptuous to write that post about being put in charge, but I think she might be dying back there. At this point, I’m not really sure how death works anymore.

I tried talking to someone earlier, but they just told me to “sit down and shut the fuck up.” I hope Emily gets the information she needs and picks me up soon. Although, frankly, I think she should just give up and move on.

Approaching Storm…

Touchdown in 3….

2…..

1…..

Bullshit

Mary, I know you read this. I think I’ve waited long enough, so I’m going to speak up now. Heart does nothing to keep this club together and keep these idiots in line. Orchid constantly goes out and kills to satisfy whatever it is that is fucked up in her head, Lily is a complete dumbass, and Anemone spends too much time daydreaming to do anything useful. I am the only competent person here, and I should get some appreciation.

Aside from Heart, I have been Marked longer than any of the other girls. Heart has already shown her incompetence. I should be in charge, not her.

Life is Wonderful!

Heart finally got on to Rose for being such a bitch! I would have preferred it a bit sooner, but I’ll take what I can get. Now she’s brooding in her room. I hope she has a heart attack.

As for what happened, after Rose saw that Lily let Michael use her account to post on this blog, she threw a hissy fit. She screamed at Lily for hours. In the end, Lily ended up crying, Michael just look really fucking awkward as usual, and finally Heart stepped in and put Rose back in her place.

An Itch to Scratch

This is Michael, the mystery man that Emily dropped off at this club. I missed blogging, so I convinced Lily to lend me her account. You know, I don’t really understand why I’ve gotten so used to blogging. I could never keep up a journal or any sort of regular writing at all when I was a kid. I guess it’s a habit now.

But anyway, I’m obviously not allowed to talk that much about me. I don’t actually think that being here will help me any, but if it makes Emily feel better, than I’ll sit tight.