i dreamt of the redheaded girl again. she's irish i think and they were calling her something like...sharon? shar-something. they were punishing her for lust. they did the same to me. i hate that they're doing this to other people. i want to find where they are now but with rolf here, i believe we can. ryn is looking for them as well. since he found me when he wasn't even trying, i have faith that he'll find them considering he's actually looking this time.
i moved the demons i know in psychiatric hospitals. i won't say where, but at least their location isn't written down anywhere anymore. that makes me feel much better.
i'm still feeling like hell, but spectre visited today and that helped. and i managed to eat a half of a waffle. go me. even if liz is making me move and that feels like torture all over again. she keeps reminding me that if i don't move i won't be able to. blah. mean.