Adjustments

Only living things are hurt by these marks. I have to keep reminding myself that I can still function and handle other things that don't have a freakin pulse. The last time I fuckin' melted a goddamn weasel because it accidentally touched me while I was trying to feed it. Poor thing was already on its last legs and couldn't feed itself, what was I supposed to do? I let it die on its own or put it out of its misery tryin to save it?? This shit is NOT fair man. I need to figure out how to keep this shit under wraps...
 
Shit. I should have just wrapped this up with some kind of cloth or some shit. FUCK man, that woulda saved so much trouble...
It's only living things that get fucked up anyways. That might actually be the way to keep it locked up.
Locked up...
 
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Is this some kind of sick fuckin joke?
My family is gonna lock me up on top of a cliff for a whole fuckin century, trying to hide me away from something for whatever reason, and then when I'm free I'm stuck with these marks that I HAVE to keep hidden away? Who the FUCK thought this would be funny??
 
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Ok, the last thing I want is for these stupid marks to give me any kind of leeway for them. I can never forgive them for keeping me cooped up the way they did. I don't care what it was for. I don't care what they were keeping me from, or whatever they were keeping from me. I'm free from them now.
 
Surely this isn't a result of that, right? This has to be coincidence. This fuckin inky shit has nothing to do with leaving the compound. There's just no way. I know better than to believe some kind of nonsense like that.
 
Doesn't make it any easier to think about though...