I remember my brother. “I can see through your head" he said this, on a tuesday night last month. Odd as ever. “What do you see in my head?” I questioned, on cue I wanted to know. “I see evil.” straight from him. He didn't have to think or come up with a reply, it was quick. "You make me ill J. Are my eyes rolled back yet? Tell me, you wouldn’t tell me. You’d let me die wouldn’t you? I know you would. The funniest thing in the world is how I’d let you kill me I’d believe you until the end. He’s not going to do that, oh no, he’s a good honest person. Certainly he wouldn’t. I’d nurse you when you were broken. Scotch tape your heart up when it was broken by your new love, because you’d tire of me and move on to a selfish bitch with blonde hair, bulging hips and a gaping mouth. Big enough for your lies, but not for your piece. I imagine your small everyone Julian. Inside, outside, sideways, you come up small either way I slice you. But I liked you. I loved you, think about it. I never mentioned it. I hinted, I acted. I shouldn’t have acted so fast, I should have waited. Maybe then you would of caught up with yourself and cut me loose instead of this train wreck happening right now. You used me. The worst part of it all is that you have no idea that you used me. Your sick J, your mentally ill. A can’t see you anymore. She can’t come out because J wont play nice with her. He’ll bite her and she’ll bleed. She’s a fucking hemophiliac J! J, your barely alive. Urgent, your dead. Dead tonight, everything anyone ever wanted out of you. Dead tonight. No reply. No delightful Julian smiling. Crooked J. Dopey A. We don’t mix at all. Even our silly pet names sound boring and dull. Monotonous because its all we ever had. Fast moving, made on the spot, interests." Anna feels very upset with Julian. He's sorry. He asks how many times he has to say it to her face. She replys, till you mean it. Powerful lifted stuff. -Le Zombie Silencieux..I'm a silent flesh-eater. You won't see my run. I'll stagger. Not the best, but I'll stagger.