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chastity montgomery is broken

She does not walk she runs instead,
down these jagged streets and into my bed.

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[15 July 2011 @ 8:59am]
I’m pregnant. It’s Barty Crouch’s. Deal with it.

I’m so fucking cranky bored today. I need to get out and fucking do something. But of course everything I want to do, I can’t. Fuck this stupid new Ministry, I just want to make someone bleed- Bloody hell. I think I’m just going to find a forest somewhere and let the jaguar out for a bit.
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[02 July 2011 @ 1:48pm]
[Private to Marek]
You out of the hospital yet? I'm so fucking bored. But I guess at least I'm not stuck in a bed...

Patience went and got some of those baby books and they keep talking about food comparisons. Apparently the baby the thing- Crouch Jr it's the size of a kumquat, whatever the fuck that is.
[/P]

I could really go for some pizza right now. With extra cheese and bacon and peppers.

Oh Salazar, I sound like a pregnant woman.
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[13 June 2011 @ 1:28pm]
[Private to Marek Bobbin]
Hey, my favorite poison maker. You awake yet? If you're not, I'm going to come hex your healers. Because clearly, that would help.
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[10 June 2011 @ 11:59am]
Private to self: Dear Barty... )
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[09 June 2011 @ 7:56pm]
Fuck.
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[06 June 2011 @ 11:31pm]
[Private]
Damn fucking straight he can't get into the Minister's office. Good. He can't replace him. No one can replace him.


I hope those damn wards kill whoever tries to break through them. I wonder if I could get in-

Fuckers.

God I miss him.
[/P]

I find myself slightly amused for the first day in... days.
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[05 June 2011 @ 7:29pm]
[Private to Duke]
I need to get out of bed. I think part of me wants to get out of bed. Except I've only got just enough motivation to grab my journal and admit that. To you, though I'm not sure why. Not sure what comes next.
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[03 June 2011 @ 12:03am]
[Private to Bayleigh Crouch]
Bay. Please say you're there. Are you okay? Oh God I'm so fucking sorry. Please be okay... Fuck, I can't-

Bayleigh?

[Added five minutes later]
BAYLEIGH. Answer me, Bayleigh!!!!

[Another five minutes]
Please, Bay. Please! You can't be dead, too, not you- Oh God, please answer me.



Fucking ANSWER ME, Bayleigh! PLEASE!!!
[/P]

[Added in after the above]
[Private to Patience]



Bayleigh.

She's not answering me. Do you-

I can't- Not her too, Pace, I-
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[07 May 2011 @ 10:21am]
I love it when things go well.

[Private to Patience]
Is anything better with you, and wanting that someone you can't have?
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[26 April 2011 @ 5:15pm]


Fun day.
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