February 28th, 2013.
Ohhhhh shit. Fuck me, fuck fuck fuck.
Okay, like, literally, I'm writing this shit the instant I fuckin' woke up just now. Normally, I write in my journal during the night, y'know, like most normal people, 'cause like, journals're meant ta record your thoughts 'n what happened 'n shit during the day, right? Fuck that shit for a sec, I've seen some weird shit while I was sleepin', and I gotta write everything down before I forget like a goddamn goldfish. Don't they have like, what, three second memory spans or some shit?
Whatever. So here's what I saw in this...arrrrrrghh, fuck me, I don't even want to call it a dream! It wasn't a fucking dream, 'cause if it was, it wouldn't be this goddamn vivid in my head right the fuck now! ! ! ! It's like...some lucid dream shit, is what it is!
That girl me 'n Reimu saw that was stalkin' us yesterday. Yeah, that girl who Reimu said could fuckin' rip a bitch in half with only her thoughts, yeah, her. I fuckin' saw her. And she was fuckin' talkin' to me. It was like one of those situations where someone's talkin' to you but you can't talk back to 'em. Like, I don't think I was physically restrained or anything, just that I couldn't talk or anything, like I was born without any fuckin' vocal cords or something. So she's talkin' to me, right, in perfect English, too, mind you. She told me that her name's Losira. She said that I needn't be spending so much time with my sister, and that she was a better fit for me. She said that if I didn't kill Reimu, she'd do it and take me by force if necessary. Oh, and let's not forget the part where she mentioned splitting Earth perfectly in half, 'cause apparently she said that she's capable of doing that, too.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT, WHAT?
Lemme get my thoughts straight first, 'cause this shits fuuuuuucked up. What the goddamn hell did she say to me? What the fucking shit did she say to me? I shouldn't be spending so much time with my sister? Bitch, my sister's dead! Ain't no way Saya's ever comin' back! I saw her die in my arms! Not only that, but how the bloody hell did she know I had a sister to begin with? Is she suggesting that REIMU is my sister? What the fuck? She's tryin' ta fuckin' tell me that Saya's soul went to some parallel dimension, got revived and stuck in another body, and came back to meet me again? Fuck that shit, that's too good to be true and I fuckin' know it is! What kind of sick sack of shit is this bitch trynna tell me?! That she's a BETTER FIT FOR ME? Like, can I please fucking throw up my intestines through my nostrils or something? Who the frickin' hell would want a stalker to keep followin' 'em around? This bitch is on somethin', for real.
But while that's crazy dope shit 'n all, the last few things worry me even more. She told me to kill Reimu...what the fuck? What's she mean by that, kill Reimu? I'd much more readily kill you, asshat, for even suggestin' that shit! Fuuuuuck no, no thank you madam, I think I am perfectly fine with the girl I'm livin' with. And splitting the world in half if she didn't get her way, basically? That's like, if that ain't the most severe case of yandere I've ever fuckin' seen, Kugimiya Rie or whatever her name is gonna bust some caps up in this bitch! Wait, she was tsundere, fuck...I don't know any good yandere CV's off the top my head...wait, what am I talking about, even.
But the most important question that I've got: how, how, HOW, HOW, HOW THE FUCK DID THAT BITCH GET INTO MY HEAD? This is not an ordinary dream, I'm telling you right the fuck now! I know what a dream feels like to me! To me, a dream's like a really, really fuckin' hazy vision that's typically really frickin' random, y'know? At least, to me, they are. All my dreams never had any significant meaning. I know there're people out there whose dreams're like fuckin' telepathic messages or some shit, but fuck those people for now. And almost all the time, I wake up from them with a really, really fuckin' distant feeling from 'em, like...how should I describe this...it's like, when you wake up from a dream, it's like you can't even remember when you even dreamt that particular dream, even though you just dreamt that shit the night before or whatever. And after like a day or two, unless it's a dream that you just can't forget, it goes away and you don't give a shit about it anymore. That's what I feel whenever I get dreams. But noooooo, no no no no no, not this one. Not this fuckin' time. This can't be a dream, motherfucker. I saw that girl, plain and clear, walkin' up to my bitch ass and talking right to my face. My God, she's fuckin' creepy. I heard her every word, loud 'n clear. Ughhhh...and the worst part about it is that I feel sick to my fuckin' bones from it. That's how I know that ain't a dream. And if it is, it ain't a normal one.
I can tell you right now - I'll bet what's left of my fuckin' pathetic life that that...Losira, was her name?...girl is fuckin' with me, and in a bad way. And I don't fuckin' like it. I haven't told Reimu any of this yet, since I basically jumped outta bed to write this, but I will in a sec. I'll come back tonight, hopefully, with whatever I've learned from today, since the others're supposed to move in, as well. Maybe I won't, since I gotta help with people movin' their shit into my place. I just really hope no one else got this same weird lucid experience shit as I did...