Had to talk to Jason. With some luck he finally understood that he has no choice but to listen to me. Still means that I’m worried.

Sparkle is getting on my nerves. But she has that talent. With everyone. So I shouldn’t be worried.

What gets to me his how people still see a saint in Jack. And for what? No matter what you do, they believe what they choose to believe. The easy choice. They prefer white lies to their oh so beloved truth. They prefer a knight in shining armor, even if it’s all make-believe… It’s sickening really. I try to make them see and understand. But they won’t listen. Don’t think Pearse really does.

It’s painful. Makes me want to kill them. Makes me want to kill him. Better yet, dominate him. To the point where he is left with no will of his own at all. Degrade him back to the dangerous dog he should be, commanded by his master. Still, I love him. Only I hate the way he thinks.