R.I.P.
Ephram Wright July 13 1976 - December 14 1999

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Well, at least now the gang knows I might not make it.

Maybe I'm being stupid. Sure, things got all fucked up somewhere along the line, but it's not like I can't fix it. Don't burn things or kill people once this is over, go home, start over at a new school and get a job...

I dunno.

Just seems easier to let fate sort everything out.

[Private]

So this is it.

...Lainie, I'm sorry. I know you're probably pretty disappointed with me. I dunno, I kept thinking 'what am I gonna do with the rest of my life', the old gang's moved on, Mom and Dad are still all fucked up...it drove me crazy and when fate picked me to be an Angel I figured 'the hell with it'.

I guess I just got tired is all.

If the city survives...maybe I'll go home after all. Maybe I can snap Mom and Dad out of their funk...maybe I'll stay here and make up for all the damage I did.

Hah, but I've killed. I've destroyed. They say there's no going back after all that.

Maybe I should just let fate decide for me.

I'm so sorry.

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The question is, what to do after it's over?

Guess I could go home. Somehow I don't feel as compelled to stay away anymore.

We'll see.

Who used all the hot water?!

Is it just me or do daytime talk shows get lamer and lamer every day?

Fuck if they aint fun to watch, though.

[Filter: Jerusalem Angels]

So I guess I'm one of you now, seeing as I can read your filters and all.

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Colin, you're such a bad liar. Stop trying to pretend you never had feelings for her, any idiot could tell you totally did.

She liked you, too. We all thought you'd be a couple by senior year, Brighton and I even had a bet going.

It's getting harder to talk to Mom and Dad, too. Getting harder to pretend I believe them when they say they're okay.

Fuck, I hate this power.

I think it's time to get a new computer. Unless it's the in thing for computers to rattle and buzz every fifteen minutes.

So.

Who wants to run under some ladders with me? While breaking mirrors, indoors, under open umbrellas?

[Private]

Happy birthday, Lainie.