thatlibbychick: (woot!)
Well, that was...different. I definitely enjoyed myself. I hope nobody was traumatized by it.

In other news, I've recovered enough to be released. I'll still need to take it easy for a while, but just the thought of sleeping in my own bed again has me ecstatic.


[Private to Mozenrath]

How did the breach treat you?
thatlibbychick: (AU - why do you even wanna be with me?)
Oh, god...

[Libby's groaning. Why? Because she's re-reading her last entry for the third or fourth time. It is not good.]

I am...so sorry for what I broadcast in my drunken stupor. If I'd actually been drunk on alcohol, I'm pretty sure I would have been in blackout territory and remember none of it. I think I'd like that more.

Why my mind turns to sex whenever I'm drunk, I don't even know...


On another note, does anyone know where Martha is? I checked her room and the infirmary, but I can't seem to find her. There are important things we need to discuss.

[LOL NOT REALLY. She wants to talk to her because this is embarrassing and Martha will understand. :c ]
thatlibbychick: (AU - it's like a date we never had)
At least I remember who it is in the photograph now, and I can say with complete satisfaction: I dated that. And I do indeed love him.

Ruby, how are you?
thatlibbychick: (pleading/devastated)
[This is a voice entry. Libby has been pushing buttons on her laptop over and over without really looking, trying to hit the one that switches voice on. However, she started talking long before she hit the right button. Basically, everyone listening is starting out in the middle of a sentence. She's hysterical and crying, and her voice makes that clear.]

--medical equipment in my room, someone...someone from the infirmary needs to come take it. Syringes, scalpels, succinylcholine...an echocardiograph machine. I can't--oh god, I think I'm going to be sick--

[Sounds of retching.]


I'm sorry, so sorry...I did things, horrible things, and they're in my head I can't make them stop and everything...

[She takes in a long, deep breath.]

It's all gone wrong.

[The sound of something, maybe glass, smashing.]
thatlibbychick: (kiss)
[NOTE: This is a voice entry. Hurley left Libby a few things, including a letter--the letter is handwritten on paper, however, and doesn't show up here.]

He was here...he came here, all I ever wanted was for him to come here so I could see him again, but...

[She's crying quietly.]

I would have given anything to see him face-to-face, so I could hold him for just a minute. No, even a few seconds would have been enough...I would have sold my soul for that. It isn't fair, Admiral, I've worked so hard...

Hurley knew that; he knew the way I felt. He read my journal...and he knows everything, now. He knows that I betrayed him...what I did was unforgivable, it was calculated, it was disturbing, and he still forgave me like it was a non-issue. Like it was just some little mistake that hadn't really affected him at all. All I needed to forgive myself was that, but he said other things...he told me he loves me too, that he loves me as much as I love him, and that it's okay if I let him go. He just wants me to be happy.

[The crying is muffled for a moment; she's pressing her face to something.]

I feel free...

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