Post by kaija on Jan 3, 2011 23:59:58 GMT -5
This is the hardest part
- - - when you feel like you're fading - - -
All that you have has become unreal
- - - when you feel like you're fading - - -
All that you have has become unreal
collapsing, and aching
- - - All I want, all I want is right here - - -
but love don't live here anymore
- - - All I want, all I want is right here - - -
but love don't live here anymore
I awoke in a cold sweat the dream vividly still in my mind. It was of Salli, the day she had died. I didn't know why i was dreaming of this now. Either way it gave me the same heart ache i always got when i thought of her. I sat up silently, and looked at my clock. 4:30am. What day was it? All i remembered was crashing on my bed when the Jet lag hit. IO felt starved, and the thoughts of Salli rang in my head . I stood up looking from my roommate to the door. I silently tiptoed over, and opened the door. Slipping through it and shutting it behind me.I had to find the kitchen, it had to be somewhere. 'Think...come on..where was it.' I racked my brain, thinking about the tour i had gotten. When finally i remembered.
I walked slowly yet in a hurry hoping i wouldn't get caught. I made my way to the kitchen without getting caught. I studied the room for a moment then rushed over and opened the fridge. I opened the freezer, i rummaged through the cabinets. I ate everything i could, anything that was edible, stuffing my face like a madwomen. The memories of Salli pushing me to eat more. 'Once you eat enough you'll feel better.' the small voice told me, like every other time. Food was scattered on the counter it didn't matter if it tasted good or not, just as long as it filled me up. I ate until i was sicker feeling than hell. I started to search for a bucket. T
he closest thing i could find was a mop bucket. "Works for me." i mumbled to myself. I bent over putting my face in the bucket. I shoved my finger down my throat, making me gag, and eventually vomit. I wretched everything i ate, my eyes tearing up as i did so. Every bit of food i had ate coming back up. I wretched a final time, and coughed. The taste in my mouth made me want to vomit again, but i couldn't. I was all puked out. I spit in the bucket, and stood. After rinsing my mouth a few times i started to clean.
I put everything away, threw away everything that was done for. I cleaned every bit until it looked like i hadn't been there. I wiped my forehead, and looked over my work proudly. It was nearly 5:30 when i arrived back in my dorm. I was glad i left when i did, not knowing when people arrived in the kitchen. I sighed and went to my suitcase. I looked through and picked out a simple outfit for the day. After that i brushed my teeth, i did so at least three times. I finished by rinsing with mouth wash. I took a shower after that, i sat in the plummeting hot water for god knows how many minutes before i stated to wash. I scrubbed hard at my skin getting the gross sweat feeling out of my system.. I left the shower smelling softly of hazelnut. I dressed for the day, and brushed my teeth for the fourth time. Just to be sure.
It was 6:30 by the time i had i had finished getting ready, my roommate had already gone. While most people would be eating breakfast in the dinning hall, (or whatever they called it here) i decided to go wondering. I looked around for awhile until i came to the Commons area. I sighed, it was quite full for it only being 9:00. I looked at a calendar and was surprised, i had gotten here almost three days ago. And i had been asleep for most of that time. I looked around at everyone in the room, i hadn't any idea where to sit, so i made my way to a few empty seats. It was weird..only two days ago i had been puking and dealing with my bad habits in Finland. Now I'd start here.. Same routine all over again. I smiled happily, i was going to like it here. It didn't seem..all that bad.
love is dead, love is gone
love don't live here anymore
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love don't live here anymore
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tagged;OPEN
word count;716
notes; Heh..sorry...i had A LOT of muse xD
oufit; Clicky!
listening to; Kerli - Love Is Dead
word count;716
notes; Heh..sorry...i had A LOT of muse xD
oufit; Clicky!
listening to; Kerli - Love Is Dead