Martin Vosper

My throats all swollen... I can barely swallow water. This is really gonna affect business.

Andrew? Fuck...

I miss Andrew...

I watched him do a line off of my friends stomach. Of course he's still using.

Takes one to know one, Brucie.

You can all quit worrying about me, I'm fine.

// *squees* so much cuteness.

-think I could handle that.

I... I want to go and see him. But what if he hates me now? What if he tells me he can't possibly love me after what I said to him. I don't-

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck... What did I do? I got rid of the one person who mattered the most.

Martin heard footsteps, deciding to do a run for it and bounding up the stairs to hide from his brothers.

forget everything that had happened with Andrew.

Martin made a beeline to the wine downing as much of it as he possibly could and popping a couple of pills at the same time trying to -

as if on cue, Martin sulked into the house, looking a little healthier than he usually did.

// had to go back to my old picture, there aren't that many in focus ones of martin.

My costumes ready.

Ouch... My head...

Guess not.... OhGodI'mGonnaBeSickWhereTheFuckIsThebucket?!