Creep me out why don't you?

You Are Rain

You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming. Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you. You are best known for: your touch Your dominant state: changing

What Type of Weather Are You?

Did some rehearsal last night for the jail escape. Zee helped me, and then she...uh...well, that part's personal. Long story short, we were up almost all night, and now I'm beat. I gotta do some press this weekend (someone please save me?), and Sunday's the jailbreak. Tickets sold out, and I gave passes to everyone that's wanted 'em so far.

It's weird that I got nothing to worry about this time...well, nothing that'll scare any of you. Sassy, Zee, please don't let me chicken out on the other thing. Y'all know what I mean.

[writer's block] day two

Stretching his arms out on either side, he sank down slowly and shut his eyes. The old, familiar burn came, slow and steady as the minutes passed...he kept his shoulders loose and didn't fight it. It had been years since he'd held a square horse stance for so long, but the muscles were still strong and the body remembered where to banish the pain. It still felt right, familiar.

Pain became heat, heat burned and created more pain. It rolled through him in slow, rhythmic waves, rocking him though he didn't move. His breath moved, in and out, keeping time with the flames slowly licking up his legs and torso.

By the time it reached his arms, his fingertips, the pain was gone. He was warm all over, and already worlds away.