You Very Clearly Are Not Okay. ~Logan

.....reny

If this were a normal and not-depressing situation, I would totally mess with Roman because he would have no proof it was me in the morning

I’ve heard. I am....sorry that I could not participate in any of them *is slightly awkward, not good with this kind of stuff* ~Logan

-walks into Logan's room- ~Patton

*looks up from where I’m working at my desk* Hello Patton. What can I do for you? ~Logan 

Hey, Lo. How’s your parents’ house- you doin’ okay?

i am...okay, i suppose. i very much wish to go home, though. 

Ugh I hate my life

-Roman

soon. Halloween will rise :)

Yes I am well aware. Roman, Virgil, Remus, and Janus have been planning since the end of July. This year will be very...interesting.

I could speak of your generosity of spirit—the sublime language spoken by your heart. But it is your laughter I miss the most. The rarest gift you ever gave me.

Michael Faudet, from Cult of Two

-walks into Logan's room- ~Patton

*looks up from where I’m working at my desk* Hello Patton. What can I do for you? ~Logan 

Am I so difficult to understand and so easy to misunderstand in all my intentions, plans, and friendships? Ah, we lonely ones and free spirits—it is borne home to us that in some way or other we constantly appear different from what we think. Whereas we wish for nothing more than truth and straightforwardness, we are surrounded by a net of misunderstanding, and despite our most ardent wishes we cannot help our actions being smothered in a cloud of false opinion, attempted compromises, semi-concessions, charitable silence, and erroneous interpretations. Such things gather a weight of melancholy on our brow; for we hate more than death the thought that pretence should be necessary, and such incessant chafing against these things makes us volcanic and menacing. From time to time we avenge ourselves for all our enforced concealment and compulsory self-restraint. We emerge from our cells with terrible faces, our words and deeds are then explosions, and it is not beyond the verge of possibility that we perish through ourselves. Thus dangerously do I live! It is precisely we solitary ones that require love and companions in whose presence we may be open and simple, and the eternal struggle of silence and dissimulation can cease.

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters

Yes he is not exactly happy at the thought of me being gone for a month, maybe more

I’ve decided that I am going to go home and try to convince my parents that I need to stay where I am.

I have yet to decide if I want to tell them about Roman, however.

While being stuck in the house can be frustrating and cramped at times, i have to admit that I have enjoyed having the free time. I have gone through many of the books on my reading list, and have enjoyed quite a few documentaries. 

I hope all of you have found some joy with your free time as well.