Tuesday, February 5, 2013. I suppose this is more of a formality at this point, but hey, why not. There are several reasons for that. A slowdown in blogosphere activity, a greater focus on my fiction writing, and a general decline in interest on my part. And my Slenderblog, Picking at Ruins. Wednesday, August 15, 2012. Okay, maybe not EVERYTHI.

Being a Tale of Danger and Fear Involving the Evasion of a Very Slender Man. Wednesday, April 18, 2012. Died early the morning of April 14th. Saturday, April 14, 2012. Remember me, and try to give everyone a fair shot.

I just deliver the news. Sunday, March 30, 2014.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012. Sounds of gunshots followed by yelling in the background, unable to pick up words. heavy breathing and footsteps pounding against wet pavement. loud crash and more gunshots before what is presumably a door being shut and locked followed by several minutes of white noise interspersed with garbled unintelligible sounds. Those motherfuckers herded me into a dead-end.

Lies and Vaudeville, finding their way home. This is not going to be pleasant. Funny how those things work out sometimes. The bones were covered in bite marks.

Why do we continue to run despite knowing the futility? For the illusion of change, of hope when there are no heroes left. We want our innocence back. We want our loves, our lives, our dreams and our successes back. We are forever failing in the face of what could be. It was on another such failing day that I learned I should have remembered those old problems of mine. Please, tell me what it is.

Monday, January 9, 2012. Wednesday, January 4, 2012. As Gleeman stated earlier, there were few injuries to speak of. Ridley and Gleeman injured each other, that foolish cafe worker was punished by Valtiel and I received a small burn on my hand. I admit, I am slightly disappointed. I Totally saw this one Coming. Is anyone really surprised that this party ended in figh.