Showing posts with label Corbin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Corbin. Show all posts

Friday, 18 November 2011

If you're reading this

I know it's ann offchance, but Corbin, if you read this please call me? I'm starting to panic

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Big fight...

Corbin's apparently really mad at me, and I don't know why... He's acting flat-out fucking weird. I'm used to him being overprotective and all, but he's gotten really creepy about it and obsessive. He's starting to scare me.

I think all this moving around is getting to him. We went from Kingston to just outside Toronto today...day before that, we were heading towards Montreal and then we randomly switched directions...

It's so tiring. And annoying.

Monday, 24 October 2011

god help me

he's coming he's coming i can feel him. i can hear the women screaming just like auntie used to he's hurting all of them making little cousins and brothers and sisters and i dont want that anymore please please leave auntie alone dont hurt the little girls

Tuesday, 19 July 2011

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blood is beautiful. Beautiful rubies.

Rubies taste like beauty.

aunti'es rubies mustve tasted beautiful. That's why daddy kept her alive. hewas sad when she killed herself.

I love rubies.

OH MY GOD

I'm kind of freaking the fuck out.

There's no way to write this down without sounding totally fucking crazy, but I'll try anyway. Carlito snapped. I don't know what to do.

Yesterday I woke up with a picture under my door. I can't remember the night of the party that well, but what I DO remember makes me think that it was a picture of Carlito's sister. She's really pretty, and...uh, I guess someone agreed, 'cause...

Ugh, I'm hoping you know where I'm going with this because it's gross. I really don't want to say. I'll just tell you guys that the picture was sticky and leave it at that, okay?

Anyway, it was disgusting, but I ignored it. Probably someone playing a practical joke. Then the day got busy, I threw it out and forgot about it.

Which brings us to tonight. I wasn't up very late, turned in around midnight, started trying to sleep, but I swear to god I kept hearing something from the kitchen. It's not a huge apartment and the walls are kind of thin, but I just had this really bad feeling that it wasn't the neighbours. So I went to check it out.

Carlito was there, and...I don't even know what was around his mouth. I think it was blood but it was so dark. Like it had congealed. It was all over his face, on his hands, and on his... He was completely naked. With the picture of his sister.

He must have gotten in through the fire escape or something. I didn't realise window was broken for a few hours.

He just kept mumbling. I don't know what he was saying. He just sounded so angry, and he was swearing at me...but I don't even know if he saw me. He just kept rambling and muttering and touching himself.

I didn't think I could run away, so I did the only thing I could. I inched my way into the kitchen as quietly as I could, grabbed a glass bowl off the counter...

I was going to break it over his head when he lunged at me. He was screeching now - I don't even know if it was English. I think he was saying 'Coco'? 'Monstruo'? I don't know. It's hard to remember and I couldn't understand him anyway.

I hit him with the bowl and he went down. I think we struggled first. I have blood on my arms, but I don't remember him clawing at me. It's all a blur.

I'm staying at Corbin's tonight, the police are at my place.

ANIMA

Monday, 11 July 2011

I hate secrets

I feel like Corbin isn't telling me something. I asked which part of the gig he'd filmed, and he was evasive. I hate when he's evasive.

ANGELA

More weirdness...

So, Corbin apparently filmed a little of the gig on his phone, but... It doesn't show up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYUpGcdwuVY

It sounds a lot like the audio from the other clip I uploaded. Either all the technology in the world is fucked up, or I don't even know what.

Help?

If anyone has some PROPER footage, email me or put it online please?

ANIMA

Saturday, 9 July 2011

Disaster.

The party didn't go well.

Carlito neglected to tell us it was his sister's birthday party. I dislike birthday parties.

My clothes are ruined. I shouldn't have worn white.

ANGELA

Thursday, 30 June 2011

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leave auntie alone.

leave auntie alone.

Don't hurt anyone anymore, daddy. I hate it when you do that.

Auntie suffered enough.