[This was not the time to start feeling like this. It was impossible to put a finger on what exactly she was, but it was almost considerably distracting. He wasn't sure if he should keep smiling, but the demons thrashing around in his consciousness quickly put a stop to it.]
Fine. [One of his hands reaches for the other, his nails gently digging into the skin of his inner wrist.] Fine if wanting to crawl out of your skin is fine. [His voice is a little unsteady. He doesn't quite trust it. It just seems like it wants to crawl out of him, too. All those voices.]
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Date: 2012-09-23 03:55 am (UTC)Fine. [One of his hands reaches for the other, his nails gently digging into the skin of his inner wrist.] Fine if wanting to crawl out of your skin is fine. [His voice is a little unsteady. He doesn't quite trust it. It just seems like it wants to crawl out of him, too. All those voices.]