Bad Beginnings

Welcome, one and all, to It's Raining in Wonderland. My name is immaterial, but you may call me Lenore. I am also known by the names Len (if you catch me in a good mood), Suixide or AiLynn. Because, well, people don't know I exist, most of the time. All they ever see is the body I live in. AiLynn's body. It's hard sharing a mind - there's so much shit in here all the time. So many girls (of which I'm not exactly complaining - by the bye, we're both quite lesbian) and so many pieces of work that like to flutter insistently around the corners. And never mind the fact that neither of us have much of an attention span, which makes things difficult. See, if we could concentrate, we could probably clear it out. But we can't.

So fucking deal with it.

I guess the 'what's going on in my life' bit goes here, right? That's what AiLynn says anyway. What's happening now...we moved to The House Friday. Friday was also the first time Pear, AiLynn and I (except it was mostly them - AiLynn doesn't say much during fights. She knows if she did that I'd take over, and we'd probably end up busted for the shit I'd say) fought. Well done, children. Actually, surprisingly enough, AiLynn is more of an adult than Pear. And he's almost three times our age.

The other members of the family unit weren't exactly helpful. Sweets and Liz, it seems, are conspiring against myself and my residence to make our lives less than great. The most dastardly of these - the plot to keep myself and AiLynn home on a Saturday night. We need our alcohol. We need our girls.

Oh, that reminds me. We went to a fashion show last night, and she was there. It was actually interesting to see that our heart still wasn't quite over that, and was still stubbornly (look at that alliteration!) pining over her. She's not that special, really. Nobody is. Nobody is really worth all the shit we put ourselves through. But...I don't know. Maybe she is, and that's why our heart fell three stories the moment we spotted her in that crowd. Maybe that's why...

I don't know. AiLynn and I are going to get breakfast.

For better or worse,

Lenore.