<div class="floatleft">(https://inkedcartel.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/josh-mario-john-tattoos-21-819x1024.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, Late late late<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Diary Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Beach Towel Wrapped Around -  black boxer briefs - everything else removed<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">T-shirt</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/8174-xrHQxL._UX679_.jpg)</div></div>, well-worn jeans,<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Socks</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ik.imagekit.io/overdose/3wisemen/catalog/product/cache/4/small_image/265x320/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/s/x/sx-101913_white.jpg)</div></div>,<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0046/5548/0950/products/STEVEMADDEN-CASUAL_ZENO_BLUE-FABRIC_grande.jpg?v=1549480015)</div></div><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a tired sounding laugh.<br/><br/><em>"So it's late...like really late."</em>, he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand.  Looking at the camera before exhaling slowly and shaking his head slightly.<br/><br/><em>"I've spent days upon days...weeks actually alone in the bush.  At no point did I ever feel worried or anxious. Thirty-six hours here though and I feel so..."</em>, he shook his head again.  Biting his lower lip as he struggled with the word and he spoke it low...quiet...more growl than whisper.<br/><br/><em>"...lonely.  I'm surrounded by people...and then there's the crew who are everywhere and still...it's brutal."</em>, he shook his head again.  Clearing his throat and covering it up with a forced laugh.<em> "This place bends you...pushes you in ways that just...don't feel good.  I don't feel like this is making me better at something.  It all just feels unnatural and the more I try to give over to it and just...let myself be...exposed."</em><br/><br/><em>That's a nice sentiment.</em><br/><br/>Words that hit him hard...<br/><br/>Harder than he'd anticipated.<br/><br/><em>"It all just feels wrong, man. "</em>He leaned back in the love seat...only to give a small, forced smile.<em> "It's past midnight and Elsa and Devon are up singing to each other...in my bedroom...and it's only my bedroom because I don't have a bed and can't bring myself to ask someone else if I can share a bed with them because...you know...they're fucking strangers?  That...and they nearly all universally despise me.  So...because it's serenade o'clock...and I'm losing my mind.  Here's some Canadian content. Maybe someone out there might need to hear this as much as I do..."</em><br/><br/>So he started to sing...although singing could be a generous term.  It was more like marginally melodic, whispered growling with his head hung down as he looked at the floor, trying to remember the lyrics despite it being on the radio all the time.<br/><br/><div align="center">Oh hey.<br/>I had a night. I had a day.<br/>I did one million stupid things.<br/>I said one billion foolish things.<br/>I'm not okay.</div><br/>He looked up...biting the inside of his cheek before exhaling before continuing.<br/><br/><div align="center">I got a baseball bat beside my bed.<br/>To fight off what's inside my head.<br/>To fight off what's behind my meds.<br/>I'm lonely, lost in pain.</div><br/>He let out a sharp breath through his nostrils...<br/><br/><br/><div align="center">"It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay.<br/>You're not a monster, just a human,<br/>and you made a few mistakes<br/>It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay.<br/>You're not gruesome, just human,<br/>and you made a few mistakes."</div><br/>His voice sounded a little...stronger.  Almost a little more musical but...well...barely so.<br/><br/><div align="center">"Goddamn<br/>I threw a brick right through the window<br/>of my life. Ignored the signals.<br/>I am high and drunk on ego. Can't see straight.<br/>So I just feel my way around;<br/>and I am touching and I'm grabbing everything I can't be havin'.<br/>I am broken down in shame."</div><br/>His eyebrows lifted slightly and he gave a small but genuine smile.<br/><br/><div align="center">"It's alright, It's okay, it's alright, it's okay.<br/>You're not a demon, there's a reason,<br/>you behaved in that way.<br/>It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay.<br/>And I believe, yes I believe that you will see a better day."</div><br/>He pressed two fingers to his lips...then leaned forward to press his fingertips to the nearby camera lens.<br/><br/><em>"Mom.  I think I'll be home a good deal sooner than I thought.  I'll apologize properly then.  Please feed Fomo extra treats tonight.  I miss her.  Dad.  Keep your stick on the ice and don't eat anything I wouldn't."</em><br/><br/>He gave an easier grin...seemingly better than when he started the diary session.  He then stood and made his way out of the room, only to stop mid-stride in the doorway as he took note of Delaney's presence in the hallway.  Clearly waiting for her turn in the diary room.  She looked...tired.  She still looked good but he knew when she got up today...this was turning into a long day for both of them.<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed slightly...not suspicious but this was the second night in a row where they had met like this.  He gave her a familiar and amused smile as he spoke.<br/><br/><em>"You know...people are gonna talk if we keep meeting like this."</em>, he stepped smoothly out of the doorway and into the hall.  His hand holding open the door to the diary room for her as he continued.<em>"I got the crowd all warmed up for you."</em><br/>