[the memories are clanging around his head now and even he can't slot them all in at once but they are there and are painful-- all the bad decisions, the missteps, the mistakes, that he could have done but didn't do and that he shouldn't've at all. He sits, braced against the wall, head bowed almost between his knees, fingers in his hair as he clutches his head-- trying to make the whirlwind stop.
Only to have that voice ask him as that voice asked him before. Except the last time was from inside. Others too. Asking. Demanding. Too much time]
Go away. Get out.
[he didn't want to hear it. Didn't want to-- It was hard enough without that. Hard enough to think and everything was still a jumble]
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Only to have that voice ask him as that voice asked him before. Except the last time was from inside. Others too. Asking. Demanding. Too much time]
Go away. Get out.
[he didn't want to hear it. Didn't want to-- It was hard enough without that. Hard enough to think and everything was still a jumble]