Just some kid being at loose ends because she doesn't know what she's supposed to DO now that she's all with the wings and shit.
And... a lot of shit I've lived through the past year and change.
My cousin Georgia got killed in the attack on Torchwood, and I didn't even know about it until weeks after it happened. And she shot my friend, while trying to shoot his ward. It's all so fucked up. But we keep fucking living like this.
I don't think most of us know until it's too late. Not until we're struck with something happening to us that we never thought possible. There should be manuals, but they could never cover all the bases or reach all of the necessary people.
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Did anything prompt this exactly?
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And... a lot of shit I've lived through the past year and change.
My cousin Georgia got killed in the attack on Torchwood, and I didn't even know about it until weeks after it happened. And she shot my friend, while trying to shoot his ward. It's all so fucked up. But we keep fucking living like this.
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I sometimes fucking wish I hadn't gotten my wings in. I think things would've been a hell of a lot less complicated.
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