Thursday, February 23, 2012

f̶u̷ck͠i̷n̴g̕ h̢ell

F̷eel̸ing ͘better. I k̴e͝e̴p̢ ̕s̛eein͏g̷ Stella,͡ s̛he l̷ooks ̷wo̴rr͠i̡e͟d.҉ ͘I've͢ ̀sto̧p҉p̴ed͠ m̧y͞ medi̛c̕a͠tion̛ ̸an̷d ev̨ęry̛t̛hi͜ng ̛sȩe͡m̨s ̕t͝o ͢be͜ g̡et́tin҉g be͞tter ͡a̢síde f͞ro͜m m̡y ͞mig̴r͏ai͏nes̢, ̷wh̨i̕c͟h̀ ́h̀a͘ve͞ sơrt́ of̶ ̢d͝o͢u͞bled́ in ͜in̸t͢e̵n͜si̷t҉y.͟ ͜
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͜I ̡t̷h̴re͝w ͟u̵p̷ a͞ fęw͝ mi͡nuţes ag͘o, a̕nd ̴i͏t̛ was a͞ll͠ ̀black̛ go̵o. ̡M͟uch ͢l͘i͜k̡e w͝ha͟t V́i̷vi͜ a̢nd ͟C͢h͝e̵sţe͠r ̀d̵escr̢ibed.͡ Looks͝ almo͜st ̵li͞ke͢ ̨I ̵f̴r͝enc̵hed̀ a͢n͜ ̵asp̢ḩal͟t ̀lay͢e͠r͢.͟
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I̛ ̛fee̴l hor̸rib̡le, ̧b҉ut͝ ̕a̡t l͝east I'̨v͝e̢ b͜e̢e̸n ̶c͜onsciou̢s ͝for͞ more͢ ̷t̢h͏an͝ t͟ḩree ҉h̕ou͡rs͠, ̴Ì ͝don͞'͟t͢ t̛hi̸nk̕ I'm͠ p͞a͜ssi̕n͠g o͟u͜t̴ ̵a҉gaíǹ a͘ņy͞ti̢m͟e s͢o̢on҉.

T̵hank ̕yo̡u͟ both, Ha͏rry ͢and ̛Ari̸ad͝ne.̸

G͠od͘ ͝m̧y͜ hea̛d̀ ̨h̢u̵rt̸ś.͘



Keep getţing d͜izzy̡ too͘.̛ ̴I͢ d҉o͟n'̴t ͘kno͘ẁ i̢f̨ ҉I͘'͝m͏ ̴o͠v͜ęr͟ th̕i͜s ̧o҉r͜ n͏̵͢o̴̸̢͠͏ţ͏̨͟͡

Ḫ̢̣͇͚̻̭̦̯̙̰̺ͮͫͬ̉̀ͭ̋̾̍͘͟E͗̇ͥ͛ͫͩ̒͋̕҉̱̜̗̝̳͎̭̙̳̲́̕͜L̨̐͒ͭ̓͋̏ͨͧ́ͯ͆͑ͤ̈́̏̈́̄͗̈́͜͠͏̰̪̗͉͇͙͓͠P̡̒͒ͪ̈ͪ̓̉͊̇̐̉ͩͨ̐ͫ̚͡͏̩͖̘͓̬̝̜̱͟

H͏̵̨̢͞É͠Ĺ̵̷̨̕P͏M͜͏̧̛͠È̸̀͜͟

F̴̀É͝Ȩ̷Ļ͏͞S̴̡͜ ̨҉́҉L͞͝͠Ì̸̢̡̡K̵̷̸Ȩ͟͡ ͢͠͝͞҉I̕͝҉M̴̷̛̛ ͜͠͡Ì̡̛͟N̡͝͏̡͠ ̴̀A͞͝ ̨́̕D̀́͡҉R̵̴̛͘͞Ę̶͟͝Ą̧̛̛͠M̀͟

K̢͘͟͢͠E̶͜͏̷̡E̵͏P̸ ̡́͝͏͝B̷̷̶̢͢Ĺ̷͟Ą̸̨C҉͠K̶͢I̷̡̧͞N̛͘͠͡G̕͡͝͞ ̛̛͝O͏͜U͝͏͘͠͝T̵͝͏̸͠

C̴A͞҉̷͢͢N̴̨͢͠͠T͏͠ ̸̷͘C̶̕͘͟O̴͟N̸͠͞҉C̀̕͜E͏̧́̕N̴̵̛͘T҉̸̀̀R̶͜͠͝Ą̵́͝T҉̶̵͞Ę̷̴͘

K͘͞Ȩ̶̡͡͠È̵̛͡P҉ ̸͞S̡̀̕͘͟È͘͟E̴̢̢̕Í̢̕Ǹ̴͢͞G̴̀ STELLA






Ḫ̢̣͇͚̻̭̦̯̙̰̺ͮͫͬ̉̀ͭ̋̾̍͘͟E͗̇ͥ͛ͫͩ̒͋̕҉̱̜̗̝̳͎̭̙̳̲́̕͜L̨̐͒ͭ̓͋̏ͨͧ́ͯ͆͑ͤ̈́̏̈́̄͗̈́͜͠͏̰̪̗͉͇͙͓͠P̡̒͒ͪ̈ͪ̓̉͊̇̐̉ͩͨ̐ͫ̚͡͏̩͖̘͓̬̝̜̱͟M̵̨̝̦͔̞̜̗̌̋͒ͬ̆̆ͦ͂ͧ͛̀̀͟͝Ę̛̫͍̤̜̰̩̘͚͈͚̬̫͗̄͑̆̓͒͋̔̌̕

Saturday, February 18, 2012

feel like death warmed over

p̶̴̀ardo̴҉n if this  i̷͢͞s mispelled. I'm surprised I'm here writing on the blo҉g let alon҉e proof reading it.

Last night my parents could̡̛͢n't wake me up, so they took me i̷nto the neares̵̨͏t emergé͞ncy room.Woke up, pa̸͟le as a ghos͟҉t and feeling likȩ̷̕ shit.

I c͏͘an't sto̸p thr͘͡owing up.  r͜҉̷͞eally r̵̷̡̡eally feeling sick. trying to keep looking  u҉͢p̵̡̀͞  info on the  t͠͏́̕i̕̕͞etrodotoxi̕̕͞n.
Nǫ̷̛͘͝t getting ań̨̨ywhere.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Yeah, think I've got the flu.

Just got through sacrificing my breakfast to the great porcelain god.

Bleh, looks like I'm stuck in the house for the time being. At least I got my new medic͞҉̀ation for my migraines to͏̧day. Kind of odd though, ̢̛n̵̢͜ot like any pill I've ever seen. No symbols on the side or anything. Says it̴̴́͞s a new kind of pill based on the stuff I have been taking. At least I can ̨̨͠r̶̕elax a bit ḿ͟o҉̶̨re, lean back and l̢̡̀̕et myself heal.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Been a while

Everything seems to be dying down, I dunno why...

I haven't seen 'It' for a while...and I haven't seen anymore of its little minions.

Which frankly is starting to worry me. I'm starting to wonder if I'm just cracking...

Or if they just don't think I'm much of a problem anymore.

I keep dreaming about Stella though....she seems to be getting further and further away....and her face is...corrupted, its the only way to describe it.

My migraines are getting worse though, and I think the paranoia is getting to me. I'm looking paler in the mirror. More gaunt.

Maybe I've just got a bit of the flu.

Probably ǹờth̶̵̛i̕ņģ̷

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Welp, I guess DLBM has failed

Godspeed you magnificent codesolving bastard.

When I go outside, I keep seeing them out of the corners of my eyes.

'It' hasn't shown up again. Either 'It' is busy, or 'It's minions have me well in hand.

Getting paranoid again. Suspicious. Strange looks from neighbors. Keep crowbar close.

Nightmares are getting worse. Now instead of looking at me sadly, the hallucination of Stella looks disgusted. Sometimes in pain. I can't help her. No matter how much I run. Always vanishes before I get there. Couldn't help her...Couldn't save her...

Couldn't even find something else that could save her...

Reposting the message...in case someone else has any ideas on it.

" L'r hmvvi L pwttmo cqbu xgvrocqm, L pwt mtbi hwi ocwo img wmq kmlta fqbb. Fcwo bloobq vqhlhowtpq L pwt mxxqv mgohlkq mx rqhhwaqh lh sglpzbi holxbqk, hm ztmf ocwo lx fq pmrq xwpq km xwpq, fq flbb cwrq om xlaco. L uvwi ocwo img qtk ri hgxxqvlta, mtq fwi mv wtmocqv.

L flbb ovi wtk aqo rmvq rqhhwaqh on img fcqt ocq olrq lh vlack.

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When Light becomes Black all becomes clear "