EVERYWHERE.
We went to the library, CLEANED OUT.
The cemetery, CLEANED OUT.
The FUCKING SHED out in the middle of fucking NOWHERE, cleaned OUT
Every single location we've been able to identify as important in Duckie's little journals have already been picked CLEAN. Hours of time reading and ciphering, WASTED. Hours of driving. FOR FUCKING NOTHING. Day upon days upon days or searching, MEANINGLESS.
Fracture beat us too each and every one of them. I should have fucking figured. He HAS Duckie. He could just ASK Duckie where he hid all his sit. It's probably been cleared out for well over a year now. FUCK.
Running out of options.
I just want him to DIE.... is that so wrong?
It is wrong to want a person dead, because there are people I want dead and I am a fucked up lower than low excuse for a human being who deserves nothing except an eternity in the most brutal circle of hell. So yeah, it's wrong.
ReplyDelete"I'm a lowly bad person, so its wrong for you to want someone dead."
DeleteYou are the least sensible most self-centered person I have EVER seen. What does that even have TO DO with MY wanting to kill FUCK FACE.
I don't even... HEADACHE... ow... gonna nap...
Pot, kettle.
DeleteNO. I do not go to YOUR things and BITCH about MY life as the answer to YOUR problems! YOU are the kettle and YOU are the fucking POT.
DeleteYou already did.
DeleteI see a random comment a teenage girl made in a panic got you inexplicably gassed as merry fuck, so here's some atonement for your butthurt.
If Duckie leaves his diaries lying around, then imagine what other shit he leaves, bills, phone records, computers, sightings of masked men, letters, USBs, and if those are too 21st century for him then shoot down carrier pigeons. You find a record for a hotel he stayed in, a store he bought from, you go there and question the motherloving crap out of the employers and employees. In this day and age, covering your tracks is virtually impossible if your pursuer knows where to look.
Duckie doesn't do THINGS anymore. He was hollowed. Hes probably off DROOLING in a corner somewhere.
DeleteYou're slipping again, child.
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