This journal begins on Oct 09, 2008 with 1 word, and continues until Oct 08, 2009. During these 365 days flouncy will write a total of 66,795 words.
Fuck. I can't even... I don't know. Look, I'm sorry for that last one. I just... I was tired, you know? It was getting old, this thing where I was talking and you weren't responding. It's frustrating. That's all I... More »
And so then I was trying to think. I was trying to see why I thought I shouldn't. Because I saw it, and I know it, but I also knew that I shouldn't. And then you said it, and I... More »
And then I was alone. And then I was very alone. Sometimes people tell me that I am not alone, but they are lying. I am very alone. I finally tried, but by no fault of your own nor of... More »
I don't know why I sent it. I felt like you should know, I guess. But I also really didn't want you to know. Because then you were all... you were all weird like that. And it kind of freaked... More »
I am feeling very polysyndeton today. Like the "et" in the middle of the line placed just to fit the meter. It's there, but it's also not really there because it's not doing anything. I don't even know why they... More »
And so at first it startled me. And still, it takes me by surprise, and I find it hard to know what to do, but eventually it works out. Well, usually. You seem to get pretty frustrated. I think you... More »
An explosion of darkness, and a burst of light in reaction so bright that at first it's hard to see exactly what's creating it. But it fades quickly. I can see fear covering something else. It's so fast that I... More »