#NBK 3

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NEVER BEEN KISSED - A Polin Fic

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Rating: General

Chapter 1, 2,

Summary: Colin finds out that Penelope has never been kissed at midnight on New Year's Eve and resolves to ensure that doesn't happen again.

Pairing: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington

NEVER BEEN KISSED

Chapter Three

Chapter 3

Colin wasn’t a superstitious man, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he walked under a ladder or seven that he’d forgotten about over the years.

That surely must be the only reason that the one time he needed everything to go right, it was all going so unbelievably, bloody wrong.

He’d had travel problems before - it was part and parcel of his job. Delays, inclement weather, cancellations, breakdowns. He’d had it all.

Just…not all at the same time.

A lesser man might see that as fate and decide that, perhaps, it wasn’t ‘meant to be.’

Thankfully, Colin was made of sterner stuff because nothing, barring his demise, was going to stop him getting home.

Back to Penelope.

Whether he’d manage to do it time…well, that was another matter entirely.

When his flight to London had been cancelled, he’d been fine. The weather couldn’t be helped and fog wasn’t an unusual occurrence for the UK especially considering the time of year.

So, he’d booked a flight into France instead, but from there it had got trickier. With no flights into London everyone was trying to get passage on board a ferry or the Eurostar.

Eventually, after checking the official, and some not so official online sites, he’d managed to snag a ticket for the train for an extortionate price that was exacerbated by high demand. He’d paid without second thought, just pleased to be back on track to return to London by early New Year’s Eve.

But then, his flight to Paris got delayed, which had the knock-on effect of him missing the train he wanted to catch and that’s when he’d started to get antsy. He was already cutting it fine.

He’d caught a later train by the skin of his teeth and spent the journey sitting next to a man who had been jilted by his fiancée over Christmas. While Colin had felt sorry for him, he’d really not wanted to know the ins and outs of the poor guy’s love life, or lack thereof, apparently - which, honestly, should have given the man a clue. The crying he could’ve done without as well…

Two and half hours later, it was a huge relief when the train had finally pulled into St Pancreas in the early evening. He’d wished the man a Happy New Year, given him a tissue then grabbed his luggage and hightailed it out to the taxi ranks.

He’d been frustrated, annoyed and a few hundred quid the poorer for it, but he was back, that was the main thing.

Getting a cab from the station down to Kent had proved to be his next hurdle. On New Year’s Eve taxis were few and far between anyway, let alone finding one that was prepared to do such a long journey.

It had taken all his charm and the promise of a hefty tip to finally get a cabbie to agree to make the trip. The journey had been slow going with the fog making visibility a nightmare and with each mile that trundled by, Colin had grown more and more impatient. Finally, the cab had turned into the half a mile long drive of Aubrey Hall at around a quarter to twelve and Colin had breathed a sigh of relief. He was going to make it on time after all.

And then the engine promptly spluttered and cut out.

The cab driver had sworn and tried to start it again, but Colin had had enough. He told the man he had to go, then got out of the taxi, left his luggage and ran.

With the fog so thick, the irate shouts of the driver where soon swallowed up. Using the dim lights dotted along each side of the road to guide him, he’d kept up a decent pace for the entire length of the drive, the thought of seeing Penelope urging him on.

Lungs fit to burst, he’d finally reached the Hall and ran up the steps to the main doors. His mother’s housekeeper had let him in with a look of surprise and he’d quickly asked her to send help for the cab driver before heading off to look for the woman he loved.

Time ticked on as he’d darted in-between guests muttering, ‘excuse me’ and ‘sorry’ as he’d brushed past people in an effort to reach the ballroom. A couple of friends tried to halt his progress, expressing how unexpected it was to see him, but he’d merely gave them a quick nod in response and hurried on. There would be time enough for niceties later.

Finally, he’d reached the ballroom, flinching slightly at the loud music as he’d quickly looked around but couldn’t see her. Chest still heaving from exertion, he’d walked further into the room and saw his mother heading his way, arms outstretched, smiling widely.

“You’re late! I thought you’d changed your mind,” Eloise had admonished angrily as she’d suddenly appeared at his side. He’d frowned at her assumption and then she’d pointed towards the doors at the furthest end of the room. “She’s outside on the balcony. Go! I’ll take care of mum.”

He’d shot her a grateful smile and quickly walked towards his - he dearly hoped - future.

Opening the balcony door, he’d been struck by how ethereal she looked, standing beside the balustrade, mist swirling around her. The simple pale green dress with lace accents she wore, emphasised her curves with a fitted bodice, sheer capped sleeves and an A-line skirt falling to just above her ankles. Her wavy red hair was down around her shoulders and he was pretty certain that his laboured breathing no longer had anything to do with the run he’d just had and everything to do with the woman standing in front of him.

She was breathtaking.

He closed the door behind him, shutting out the noise from the party and took a step towards her.

“Shouldn’t you be inside with Phillip?” she asked curtly without turning around.  

That surprised him. She sounded angry with Eloise, but he didn’t have time to ponder it – it was nearly midnight.

“No, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”

It felt like an eternity before she turned to face him, her expression one of shock.

“Colin?”

And then he saw it. A brief flicker of something that flared in her eyes momentarily before she blinked.

He’d seen it before when she’d looked at him. Many times, over the years. He was such a fool for not realising what it was, but now he did, and he smiled.

“Hello, Pen.”

He took a couple of steps towards her then stopped when she suddenly held up her hand to halt him.

“What…what are you doing here?” she asked, voice strained. “Eloise said you were in Sicily.”

“I was, but I wanted to come home,” he replied. “I wanted to see you.”

She regarded him a moment, then her lips twisted up into a slightly bitter smile that unnerved him a little. She looked away and turned to gaze out over the gardens once more.

“Did you? So, reading my blog had nothing to do with it then? The poor, pathetic girl with a stupid crush. Is that what made you come back? Did you feel sorry for me? Thought you’d come riding in like some knight in shining armour on his horse to what…? Give me a pity kiss because you feel bad you don’t remember doing it before? A little sweetener before you tell me to my face that it’ll never happen?” she wrapped her arms around herself again. “Well, it was wasted trip because I already know that, so you might as well go back inside and be with your family.”  

Colin stood there a moment, his heart aching at the pain he could hear bleeding through in her voice even though she did her best to cover it with anger.

Was that really how she saw herself? His chest tightened at the thought.

She knew he’d read her blog? His chest tightened even more and he drew in a shuddering breath. He hadn’t been expecting that. Eloise, he supposed, as his emotions began to swirl. He’d speak to her later but right now he had something more important to do.

Ignoring the chill, he shrugged off his coat and closed the remaining distance between them. Standing behind her, he then wrapped it gently around her shoulders. She tensed slightly at the gesture and he slowly smoothed his hands down her arms, relieved when her stance softened and she drew his coat more snugly around her. He edged a tiny bit nearer to her, then leaned down to speak into her ear.

Just as she’d been so honest in her diaries, it was only right that here, in this moment he be the same. He owed her nothing less.

“Yes, I did want to see you,” he reiterated quietly. “And, yes, your blog did have something to do with it.” She stiffened again and he resisted the urge to hold on to her more tightly, afraid that she was going to leave. Instead, he implored, “Please, Pen, just let me finish.” He waited with bated breath, then, off her slight nod, he continued, “It did have something to do with it, but only because it made me realise just how bloody lucky I am that you feel exactly the same way as I do.”

She turned her head sharply to gaze up at him, disbelief clouding her eyes, then she abruptly looked away and shook her head in negation of his words.

“Please…don’t say things you don’t mean, Colin.”

He let go of her when she suddenly turned away, but then quickly sidestepped to stand in front of her. She could go if she wanted, but he really hoped she’d stay.

“But I do mean it, Penelope,” he stated emphatically when she stopped and looked up at him, still clutching at his coat as if it were protection. From behind them, he could hear the muffled shouts of the countdown to midnight starting, but Colin didn’t care. He just had to make her see that he meant what he said. “I have just gone through my own personal version of ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’ to get back to you tonight, Pen, and I can promise you that there is not a single cell in my entire body that did it out of pity…for a kiss or otherwise. And no, I don’t think I’m a knight in shining armour – but I’d like to be, for you, if you’d let me? And I certainly don’t feel sorry for you, nor do I think you stupid - far from it, in fact…well…apart from loving me, of course.” She gave him a small, tremulous smile at that and his chest finally started to loosen. “And I am definitely not here to tell you it won’t ever happen. I’m here to tell you that, whenever you’re ready, I’ll be waiting. A week, a month, a year, however long it takes for you to believe me when I say that…I love you, Pen.”

Her sharp intake of breath mingled with the sudden muted cheers of ‘Happy New Year’ and familiar bars of Auld Lang Syne that rang out from the ballroom as they stared at each other on the misty balcony, his declaration hanging between them.

Eyes wide, she blinked once, then twice, then blurted out, “Bold of you to assume it’ll take a year at most.”

Colin looked at her a moment and then began to laugh.

“Well, I thought, ‘forever’, might be overplaying my hand a bit.”

Penelope joined in with a chuckle of her own, then before he’d realised it, she was standing right in front of him and gazing up at him with such adoration it almost took his breath away.

“There’s really no need for either of us to wait anymore, is there?”

Mirth fading, he looked down at her upturned face and swallowed hard. Was she really going to let him off that lightly?

“Are you sure, Pen?”

She nodded.

“You coming here tonight is enough, Colin.”

It wasn’t. It wasn’t nearly enough as far as he was concerned, and he vowed to himself that he would spend the rest of his life proving that to her. But for now, in this moment, she was so beautiful and her lips were parted so invitingly and all he had to do was dip his head and claim them…

But he didn’t have to, because Penelope moved first. Placing her hands on his chest, she stood on tiptoe and captured his lips in the sweetest of kisses. His eyes slid shut as the heady feeling of heat sparked between them before bursting into flames as his arms encircled her waist and pulled her flush against him in a searing kiss. Her hands fisted into his t-shirt and she let out a little whimper as their kiss deepened, tongues and lips meeting again and again with growing fervour until they finally broke apart panting slightly. He brought a hand up to gently cup her cheek and stared deep into her eyes.

“I love you,” he murmured, “so much.”

“I love you, Colin,” she replied, happy to be able to finally say it out loud now.

He grinned and dropped another quick kiss on her lips before adding, “It’s a bit late but, Happy New Year, Pen.”

“I’d rather it be late, than never,” she replied, smiling back. “Happy New Year.”

They kissed again, then, hand in hand, they headed back into the ballroom together.

The Whistledown Diaries – Musings from a Wallflower

Entry Date: 2nd January

Dearest Gentle Reader,

I am as surprised to be writing this entry today as you are, likely, to be reading it.

It will be short, and I hope sweet, although I hardly know where to begin, so maybe it is better that I share with you a quote from one of my favourite books instead:

‘When pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.’

What, do you ask, does this mean?

Well, today, I find that this quote from Jane Austen’s, ‘Persuasion’, to be very apt.

For you see, with the help of a well-meaning, albeit interfering, friend, I am no longer suffering from the anguish of unrequited love.

I am simply in love and now find myself loved in return!

It has all happened so swiftly that I have to pinch myself at times, just to ensure that I am not dreaming.

And to clarify, dear reader, it is him. The man I pined after for so long. The man I call my dear friend. The man who is the reason I chose that quote. Because all those years that I longed for him, ached for him, yearned for him are now mere memories of a time that eventually led us to be together.

So how could I now view those very same memories with anything other than joy?

That time apart moulded us into who we are now, and I feel that we shall be stronger together because of it.

I very much hope we will.

So, is it everything I hoped for, I hear you ask?

It has only been a day, but I will say ‘no’ – it has been ‘more’ than I ever hoped for…so much more.

I have never felt so happy. So, ‘myself’ before. It is as though he truly is the other half of me, and I now feel complete.

I just hope that I make him feel the same way too.

We still need to talk, of course. And I am certain that there will be times we do not see eye to eye – he is so much taller than me anyway – but I am equally certain that we shall overcome whatever problems we face as we go into the New Year with a new future stretching out before us.

Because this is it for me. And he assures me that it is for him too.

So, what will this blog be now?

In truth, dear reader, I do not fully know. I am undecided whether to keep it going or to stop entries after this one and start a new blog altogether.

I find I’m leaning towards the latter, but I shall leave this one up for anyone that wishes to read it and perhaps find a little solace or a little hope that even us wallflowers can find happiness.

It just takes patience. Or someone finding out about your blog and telling the love of your life…

Whichever way it is, know that all is not lost.

It is your life and your story. And if waiting is not for you, then perhaps take a leaf out of my love’s book and find the courage within yourself to make your feelings known – you might just find that the other person has been waiting for years for you to do so.

And in that vein, I shall leave you with another quote that I hope will give you some food for thought:

‘It is not what we think or feel that makes us who we are. It is what we do. Or fail to do…’

~ Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

And now it is time to take my leave.

Farewell, Gentle Reader, it has been a great comfort for this Author to know you have been with me on my journey thus far.

I will be forever grateful.

Yours truly,

The Whistledown Diaries

Penelope read through the entry one more time then hit the post button. Once she saw that it was showing on the site, she quietly closed her laptop and sat back.

“Now you’re finished, are you coming back to bed, love?”

She looked over her shoulder in surprise and saw Colin half propped up against his pillows, quilt slung low about his waist. Her gaze roamed hungrily over his bare, hair roughened chest and she stood up.

“I thought you were still asleep,” she remarked, walking over to the bed and taking off her dressing gown. “Did I wake you?”

He smiled and shook his head, staring unabashedly at her naked form.

“No, I just missed you.”

He gestured to the empty space where she’d lain half an hour earlier and pulled back the cover so that she could slide back into bed beside him once more.

She cuddled up to him with a contented sigh and he put his arm around her drawing her closer as he tucked the quilt snugly around them.

They were in his room, still at Aubrey Hall. She was supposed to have gone home earlier that day but now they were together, they’d decided to stay a couple of extra nights. She’d bought some spare underwear with her anyway and had borrowed a top and jogs from Colin while the rest of her clothes had been put through a wash. They’d swamped her but no one had batted an eyelid - much like when they’d walked back into the ballroom and joined in the festivities with the rest of the family on New Year’s.

Everyone had been blessedly relaxed about them being together. She guessed that Eloise had had something to do with that for which she’d been thankful. It had more than made up for all the mischief she’d caused – happy outcome aside.

“I was just posting to my blog,” she revealed, dropping a kiss on his chest.

“I guessed as much,” he replied slightly smugly. “Couldn’t wait to tell everyone that you not only got the guy, but you got that kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve finally, eh?”

She propped herself up and looked down at him with a slight frown.

“We didn’t kiss at midnight.”

His mouth dropped open in indignation at that comment.

“Yes, we did,” he argued.

“No, we didn’t. It was already past midnight by the time we kissed, Colin,” she pointed out reasonably.

“By a minute…two at the most,” he retorted. “You’re not seriously going to quibble over a few seconds, are you?”

“Well, you are, apparently,” she muttered archly.

He opened his mouth to object then closed it again when he realised how petulant he was being. A New Year’s Eve kiss on the stroke of midnight was important to her and if he’d been able to get back to London when he’d planned – it would’ve happened.

But he hadn’t and she was right, it’d been late.

He raised his hand and gently grasped her chin so that he could turn her head to face him. She gave him a faintly disappointed look and he sighed. He hadn’t meant to upset her over it.

“You’re right, Pen, it was kiss in the new year, not a New Year’s kiss,” he conceded before vowing earnestly, “But it won’t ever happen again. From now on, you will have a kiss at midnight every New Year’s Eve…from me.”

“From now on?” she repeated, staring at him wide eyed. “That sounds like quite the commitment, Mr Bridgerton.”

He nodded, a half-smile playing on his lips.

“Might as well know from the start what you’re letting yourself in for, Miss Featherington,” he replied, his smile growing bigger. “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.” She continued to stare at him and his smile faltered a little before he added cautiously, “If you still want me, that is?”

Penelope let out a surprised laugh at that and leaned in to kiss him firmly on the lips.

“Have you seen my blog?” she asked dryly when she pulled back. “I think you’re stuck with me, not the other way around.”

“Let’s just call it even and have sex,” he proposed and rolled her onto her back with a smirk.

“So romantic. It’s only been a day and you’re not even trying anymore,” she lamented teasingly.

He chuckled and leaned down to murmur into her ear, “Sometimes I prefer to show rather than tell.”

Penelope moaned as he then began to kiss her neck and on down, down. And as she gave herself over to the sensations he ignited in her body, she had to admit, she preferred it sometimes too.

A year later at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s Eve, Penelope Featherington received her first ever kiss, of a romantic nature, from one Colin Bridgerton.

At exactly one minute past midnight on New Year’s Eve, she received her first marriage proposal too.

She accepted, of course, because just as she’d written in her last post all those months before, being with Colin was everything she’d ever dreamed it would be…and more.

THE END

[taxidermydolls]

i wouldve been the mallory to his mickey

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Random facts about columbine (Repost)

* If Eric could change one thing about himself it would be his weight

* When Dylan was a sophomore, he volunteered at a day care. sue remembers him helping little kids line up neatly to take their turns on the swing

* Eric and Dylan's manager had a six year old daughter who was often there while they worked. She loved them and their manager said they treated her very well.

* When one of eric's neighbours lost her puppy, he looked for it and brought it back to her

* Eric would help his mom garden

* Eric and Dylan went to two rammstein concerts together. they were on december 8th, 1997 and may

* 1st, 1998. KMFDM opened for the first one.

* Dylan used the the Breman Bold font for his wrath shirt.
We're unsure what Eric used but it could potentially be
Massacre.
Dylan picked out his cat, rocky, from a litter of kittens when he was in 3rd grade

* Dylan's favorite baseball player was Roger Clemens

* At blackjack, Eric made $7.65 an hour and Dylan made $6.50 an hour

* Eric had $113 in his wallet at the time of his death

* For his english class, Eric chose these three books to read and write an essay about. Return from the stars was his favorite one.

* According to a Jennifer Harmon, a girl in Eric and Dylan's creative writing class, Dylan would pass out chips ahoy cookies during this class as an attempt to make friends. she said they were "the chewy kind with big chocolate chunks." During the basement tapes, Dylan pumped a shotgun and pointed it at Eric, who was filming, making him scream "jesus christ, put the fucking safety on!"

* During the massacre, Eric and Dylan had match strikers taped to their forearms so they could easily light their bombs. they are visible in this photo from the evidence exhibit. you can also see the tape on Dylan's wrist in the suicide photo.

* Eric and Dylan had other nicknames besides Reb and Vodka. Eric's were indigo, reverend, and war. Dylan's were green and death.
After they committed suicide, Eric had 18 9mm bullets and 14 shotguns shells left. Dylan had 3 9mm bullets and 14 shotgun shells left.

* On March 14, 1998, Dylan got a ticket for failing to stop at a red light. He had to go to court for it on april 29. he wrote, "red light court. dam ni**az better not take me license.

* Two months before columbine, Eric's dog was seriously ill. Dylan picked up Eric's shift at blackjack so he could stay home and be with his dog. Sue felt sad for Eric and told Dylan she was proud of him for being such a good friend.

* After the massacre, Kevin harris told friends he blamed himself because he went away to college and wasn't around to help his brother cope with whatever problems he was having.

* The morning after the massacre, Wayne Harris phoned the family dentist. Eric had an appointment on june 30th and he needed to cancel it.

* Eric was not Dylan's first choice for NBK. He originally wanted to do it by himself, with a girl, or with (presumably) Zack Heckler.

* Devon Adams said Sue wore Dylan's jeans after his death. The only person on their shitlists who got shot was

* Austin Eubanks. Austin was friends with Corey Depooter. He died in 2019 due to an opioid addiction.

* When Eric lived in Michigan, his dad was a scout leader and helped coach sports teams. he played basketball in their driveway with Eric and Kevin. His mom helped his 5th grade class make special shirts for halloween. Both his parents always attended the parent-teacher conferences

* A few weeks before the massacre, Dylan was banned from using the school computers because he called a librarian a bitch after she asked him to pay for printing over 10 pages. When told he was banned, he just said,
"well, you know, it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter."

* Dylan was friends with Rachel Scott's prom date, Nick Baumgart, between 3-5th and 7-8th grade (Eric was also friends with him 7-8th). In the basement tapes, Eric said he laughed too much and "those two girls sitting next to you probably want you to shut the fuck up too".

* Eric, Dylan, and Zach Heckler also targeted Nick's house during a Rebel Mission on February 7, 1997. Eric described what they did to his house and their reasoning for targeting him in his writings.

* Brandi Tinklenburg, the girl in the Eric In Columbine video, would study in the library every tuesday morning during her lunch hour. The only reason she wasn't there the day of the massacre was because she went to the tanning salon instead.

* The only reason cameras were installed in columbine's cafeteria was to catch students who left trash on the tables.

* Dylan's locker number was 837 and his combo was

* 19-37-9. And Eric's locker number was 624 and his combo was 16-48-30.

* V

* • Eric wrote "anniversary card" in his school planner under april 17, 1998 to remind himself to get his parents a card for their 28th wedding anniversary. When police arrived at Eric's house after the massacre and tried to go in his room, Kathy Harris tried to stop them. she said, "i don't want you to go in there." The officers persisted and she complied.

* Dylan's body was released to Horan & Mccontay funeral home. services were on april 24th, 1999 at 1:30pm.

8-10 people attended.

* Eric's body was released to aspen funeral home. No services were provided. It is unknown if the harris family had a private funeral for Eric or not.

* Eric got surgery to correct his pectus excavatum on December 16th 1993 at Fitzsimons Army Medical Centre in Aurora, co. He wrote, "when i got back from the hospital, i couldn't do anything that involved using my chest muscles. that meant i barely could even laugh."

* Dylan was going to major in computer science at the university of Arizona. Eric was almost positive he didn't want to go to a 4 year college, but he told a friend he might go to a 2 year college and "major in computer graphics or something."

* Eric knew he was rejected by the marines. Nate Dykeman said, "Dylan and I were the first ones Eric told about the rejection. He asked me, 'where do I go from there?' he saw it as a last option."

* Dylan's SAT score was 1210. He got 560 on the verbal part and 650 on the math part, putting him in the 75th percentile.

* During the massacre, eric or dylan (probably dylan) was heard saying, "today is the day the world comes to an end, today is the day we die," in the cafeteria. Eric and Dylan both dated the same girl, Sasha Jacobs.

* She went on 1-2 dates with Dylan and stopped because there was "something strange" about him. Then she went on 16-20 dates with Eric over a period of four months before also breaking up with him. After she broke up with him, Eric wrote in Chad Laughlin's yearbook about her. She also started to receive threats in her email which she suspected were from Eric.

* Eric's favorite magazines were Guns and Ammo, Penthouse, and Time.

* Dylan was born at the lutheran medical center in wheat ridge, co.

* Wayne Harris believed Brooks Brown was out to get Eric and that he was a "manipulative con artist." He wrote

"Eric is not at fault," him and Kathy felt victimized too, and they didn't want to be accused "everytime something supposedly happens."

* Eric scored a 46 on the marine recruitment asval test, which is an average score.

* Starting when he was 8 months old and until he was about 1 and a half years old, Eric went to the doctor at least 11 times due to a congenital leg problem. It wasn't elaborated on in his medical records, but his walk appears to have been bow-legged.

* Wilder Wien by RAMMSTEIN played in the original hitmen for hire during the scenes where Eric and Dylan were walking in their trench coats, but jeffco silenced the music (presumably) because of copyright.

* Mike Vendegnia (the guy in the white shirt in the Eric in columbine video) was friends with Corey Depooter.
Mike described Corey as "very bright and easy to get along with."

* Dylan tore off the bmw emblems on the front and back of his car. Zack Rissmiller said he did this, and after the massacre, police found the emblems in his glovebox. • A witness in the cafeteria heard Eric or Dylan yell

"check the window" and "one's coming in" as they were trying to detonate the bombs. They were likely anticipating that cops would enter the school at any second and were as shocked as everyone else was that they weren't coming.

* Eric's phone number was 303-762-1212.

* Dylan's phone number was 303-972-1131.

* Valeen Schnurr was holding hands with Lauren

* Townsend as she passed away.

* Dylan paid between $200 and $300 for his sunglasses.

* During the shooting, librarian Peggy Dodd told Brian Anderson, "i have to get out of here, they hate me, they're going to kill me." a few weeks before the massacre, Dylan called her a bitch when she asked him to pay for using the printer.

* Dylan told a classmate that the reason he wore a soviet pin on his boot was "just to get a reaction out of people.

* When Eric applied to tortilla wraps, he listed his english teacher, Mr. Webb, and Sue Klebold as references.

* One christmas, Sue fretted because Dylan wanted a collectible baseball card that cost as much as she had planned to spend on all his gifts. She worried about only having one gift under the tree. but that's what Dylan wanted, and that's all he got.

* Some of Dylan's favourite foods were scrambled egg, pizza, beef stew, lasagna, pumpkin pie spice cake and Dr Pepper as his favourite drink.

* Before Austin Eubanks left the library, he checked Corey Depooter for a pulse and detected no signs of life. Eric and Dylan threw a total of 31 bombs inside the library, but only 5 of them actually exploded.

* Neither Eric or Dylan wanted to have kids. Eric said, "i don't think i would want to bring a child into this world." Dylan said, "i'm never having kids. kids just mess up your life."

* A total of 76 bombs were found inside and outside columbine high school. Only 30 of those bombs actually exploded.

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1.-My love for a computer game called DOOM. Doom is such a big part of my lifeand no one I know can recreate environments in DOOM as good as me. I know almost everything there is to know about that game, so I believe that separates me from the rest of the world. 2.-My dreams. Dreams are one of the most personal things for a person, and I know my dreams separate me from others. 3.-My car! No one else except my best friend has a little puny car with a RAMMSTEIN sticker on it. 4.-My bullet hanging from my rear-view mirror. 5.-My berserk and zippo that I always have in my right pocket. 6.-My backpack. With its customized white out wrighting. 7.-I can bite off part of a pop can using only my teeth. 8.-My personal views of other people. 9.-My first impressions of people. 10.-My penmanship. I haven't seen anyone else write quite like I do. 11.-My knowledge of fireworks. 12.-My knowledge of conventional/ameture explosives. 13.-My scars. 14.-My anger management problems. 15.-My attitude toward people around me. 16.-My diversion record. 17.-My friends. 18.-My patented way of killing spiders and crickets. 19.-My nickname, just as long as there isn’t too many copy cats out there.

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20.-My Music. 21.-My fence signs in my room. 22.-The large collection of bullet shells I have. 23.-My black box and its contents. 24.-My family. 25.-My memories of the past and hopes for the future.

︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶ Some of the stuff mentioned ↴

Rammstein sticker and hanging bullet?

I don't know from which of these mirrors was the bullet hanging His backpack

The image in the left was Eric's backpack in the cafeteria on 4/20

I could only notice NIN, KMFDM and NBK were written in his backpack

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Hello!! Do you know of any fics that have to do with the Karofsky situation

So, when I saw your ask, I immediately thought of season 6 - but it's probably season 2 you mean? But I have included here references to season 2, and 3. If it's season 6 you want, I can do a separate ask for it, if you let me know. ~Jen

For season 2 reaction fics, some au, or pre the episodes! It's best to look at the old fanfic site, lovejournal. Here are some:

The Aftermath of the Karofsky Kiss by- iliketowriteaboutklaine (rebeldawgspirategirl)

Once Kurt got over the shock of Karofsky kissing him in the locker room, he had to tell the one person who would understand, at least a little bit. So, Blaine comes over.

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Pancakes and the simple life by rainjoyswritings

Set the morning after Prom Queen. Warnings: Seriously, somehow I ended up in Karofsky's head. Because he's obsessed with Kurt Hummel too? Look, basically, deals with some of the intensely creepy shit going on in his head between NBK and Furt and if you don't want to know then that's cool, I didn't really either.

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Truth and Consequences by rainjoyswritings (AU)

How To Survive parts one, two and three and And Dance, a big pile of angst. Azimio pushes Karofsky too hard against himself and specifically against Kurt, and the fallout reverberates through everyone's lives, including his own. The whole verse can also be downloaded as a PDF at Klaineficspdfs <3

Warnings: The aftermath of violence and a suicide attempt, so it could be pretty triggery. Also just like angsty as all fuck. Nothing past Original Song, but set sometime after S2.

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And the truth shall set you free by @slayerkitty

Author's Note: This fic ate my brain. No, really. It was supposed to be just a short one-shot based on a prompt from foreverfaith101 , in which Kurt transfers back to Mckinley, and on his first day back is cornered by Karofsky in the boys locker room. Karofsky tries to apologize (and based on 2.12, I didn't find that too out of character), but the entire thing is broadcast in the gym during a pep rally (Jacob Ben Israel, I'm looking at you), and the truth about the kiss comes out. It's...not so short, lol. Written pre 2.18

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Coffeespills by elanorelle

"Come on, I'll buy you lunch." Kurt and Blaine after the second Karofsky confrontation in Never Been Kissed.

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3X14 tab - our library tab relating to On My Way season 3.

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There But For the Grace of…  by flamingmuse

By the time the front door opens, Burt is sitting in his favorite spot on the couch, pretending to watch TV.

set during 3x14 ("On My Way")

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Being Born is the Hardest Thing  By @wowbright

Blaine is sleeping in Kurt’s bed while the rest of the family is home because, this week, no one has the energy for pretense. Feelings, with hope. 

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Looking For White Buffalo  by @wowbright

Burt wants to make sure that Kurt is doing things for the right reasons. Visiting your former bully in the hospital? Maybe that’s not such a good idea.

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Visitations by etmuse 

David Karofsky receives two unexpected visitors. Set after 3x14

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[receivedhope]

I think what disappoints me in the way they wrote Blaine is they set him up to be a leader, popular, more self assured in season 2. They stripped that of him in 3 because Finn had to still be ND leader, and turned Blaine into a weaker, less capable character. In 4, when it became apparent there were issues with Cory, they started to build Blaine up again as leader of ND, with the great Blam moments too, and into section 5 with Blamtina.

But then when he moves to NY he had to become the weaker of Klaine, no disrespect meant to Kurt or Chris: but he had to become support again to Kurt , and appear the blubbering mess during this arc.

Even in 6, he wasn’t allowed to be strong, they paired him with Dave, not allowing him time to grow for himself. And by the time he’s married, it’s Kurt making the decisions again and speaking for him. (Think of how we found out about NYU).

That’s just my take.

Oooh, interesting!

This got pretty long again, so. And also please take note that there are some largely speculative parts below the cut.

Well, I definitely agree that in S3, Blaine is more... whiny, imo. I think this is the time to mention that I do think Blaine being younger than Kurt is definitely a retcon, one that just does not make a lot of sense with the previously established canon, imo. For more black and white examples, there is the NBK script clearly saying Blaine is a Junior and he is called a 'Junior member' of the Warblers in Silly Love Songs.

(source)

But I also think that with episodes like Sexy and BIOTA, Blaine being at the very least the same age as Kurt simply makes more sense for their dynamic as mentor and mentoree that the writers were clearly aiming for before Blaine became a viable romantic interest for Kurt.

I think Glee always struggled with balancing what the writers wanted to see (lot of Will, Finn and Rachel centric storylines, close to nonsensical relationship drama and satire) and what the dedicated fanbase did. When I watch certain episodes or plot lines I can almost picture the kind of social media posts that inadvartently inspired the writers to try and course correct something established previously or in other cases, lampshade their bad writing. Just so messy lol.

I believe Blaine was made younger because by S3, the NY spin off was already something they thought they might do. And as it stood, plenty of their most popular characters became a ticking time bomb to leave the main show and Blaine was a regrettable casualty in my eyes - sure the episodes before made a little less sense in light of him having been younger than Kurt all along, but it is certainly not out of the realm of possibilities for someone younger than you being a mentor figure, and they could not write out every single popular character off the main show because they did not want Glee itself to end yet either.

I've always beefed with the WSS storyline because I think it would've been far more interesting to use it as a way to start breadcrumbing the communication issues Klaine would end up facing later. I think Blaine is a rather simple guy who does not necessarily dwell on his emotions and is late to pick up on them himself. Meanwhile Kurt is crazy emotionally perceptive and good at identifying his own emotions - he just refuses to open up about them and since he is so quick to pick up on how others feel, he believes other people should be able to do that for him too. But Blaine is very much like Burt, but without the years of experience in speaking Kurt's language - he needs Kurt to tell him himself.

I think ideally, in a world where S2 Blaine was more of a blueprint to his character later on, Blaine would've turned down the role of Tony more firmly and I would've wanted Kurt to be the one convincing him to take the role when he gives him his roses, since he was growing very insecure about his ability to ever play straight. I think it could've been a very interesting emotional miscommunication, where Blaine does not realize there is an underlying insecurity and self-deprication to Kurt's support and it would be another one of Kurt's "why isn't he noticing it, does he just not care" moments.

Stuff like that is why I wish the writers had been more purposeful with Klaine and their direction, there are so many missed opportunities like that.

I agree I would've wanted to see him butt heads with Finn far more often, but I did not mind them making up before sectionals. I'm inclined to give some leeway here since Blaine has his meltdown eventually so I don't feel like I am filling in the blanks too liberally lol. And I like the thought of Blaine's need to be part of a team winning out and dimming his own leadership skills in response.

I agree that in S4 Blaine is very much becoming essentially the male lead of the show. Though I will say that I personally have felt that when it was not Kurt related, he felt very juvenile to me LOL?! I can't word this aptly, it is really just a vague feeling I get when seeing him outside the context of Kurt.

As for NY!Blaine... I really like him, personally. I think because I am just a fan of Blaine being messy and having his asshole tendencies in general, I really like episodes like Tested, even if I spend a majority of it cringing at Kurt and Blaine respectively. I think Blaine being such a one track minded and obsessive person is a huge charm point to me and I love messy Klaine. In the landscape of Blaine discourse, I am a yandere Blaine centrist. YES, he did and said fucked up things, but he did it out of love and obsession so he is forgiven.

As for S6 - Blainofsky may be my only other Blaine ship aside from Klaine that I like, actually. Because the thought of them having a relationship that is essentially just you, your boyfriend and the collective hallucination of the guy you were both obsessed with as teenagers is so entertaining to me.

I think at the end of the day what I like the most about Kurt and Blaine is that they're actually not that compatible with each other, but because they are so stubborn and actively choose each other as their own soul mate they are willing to put in a stupid amount of work.

(Also I am once again too Kurt minded unfortunately, because if anything, I felt like Kurt was far less allowed to be his own person S4+, with the Hummelberry of it all. So I apologize in advance if I come off too contrarian or something, it is really not my intention.)

[spaceorphan18]

14 years since Never Been Kissed aired. Did you watch it live? Where were you? Did you think it would be the start of something major - one of your favorite ever ships?

Ohh, interesting question!

It's kind of funny to try to remember details of something that did happen nearly fifteen years ago. the tl:dr version of how I started watching Glee was that I wasn't in a great place in Mar of 2010, and a friend of mine had given me the DVD of Glee S1 Part 1 (because that's a thing that happened back then.

And I watched it and I was, meh, it was fine. I mean, DSB gave me literal chills. But I didn't really connect with any of the characters (and omg did I find Terri and Ken annoying). And it's funny, Kurt I had a hard time with -- not at all because of the gay thing, but because his crush on Finn hit a little too close to home and I was still a little sensitive about how I was during high school.

Anyway, the same friend said we should start watching the show together - so I started going over to watch it with her. We watched the rest of Season 1 together. And maybe the first half of Season 2? I definitely watched the first four-ish episodes with her. I think (?) I must have watched NBK with her.

The ONLY thing I remember from my first time watching was the forced kiss between Kurt and Karofsky. It was THAT shocking. Like, WHOA what is happening???

The only real thing I remember about Blaine was that my friend had told me that Kurt was supposed to be getting a boyfriend, and we all wondered if it was going to be Sam (because Duets did give that tiny-ish set-up). And when Blaine showed up, it was one of those - oh, is it this dude? type things.

I did not like Season 2 when it was first airing, Nonny. I'll be honest with you about it. The thing I've since learned about RM and his shows, he often fills them with a lot of unlikable characters who are often ridiculously dramatic. And it just wasn't my thing. But also remember, the show focused hard on Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Puck, Sue, and Will (and Emma). Like -- not my favorite characters. At all.

It's one reason I appreciate the later seasons, because characters I like got more focus, and it just became super weird and super queer and that's just more to my taste.

But anyway -- I kind of only watched sporadically after the first few weeks. I caught Silly Love Songs - because I remember thinking after Kurt and Blaine have their When Harry Met Sally convo, oh yeah, they'll get these two together.

I have zero memory of watching Original Song for the first time. Which I just have, because I knew Klaine was together after that point. But I did miss most of the second half of Season 2.

No, I had zero idea I'd love Klaine as hard as I did (do). I can tell you I remember the exact moment I fell in love with Klaine, though. I decided to catch up on Season 3 because I missed the first half (and hilariously - I was actually enjoying Season 3 more than Season 2 at the time, wild right?) and it was The First Time, and it was the auditorium scene, and it was this moment.

And really, just Kurt saying -- I'm just a silly romantic, and Blaine saying it wasn't silly, and just kissing him. And, my god nonny, it made my cold, dead heart come alive. It took my breath away.

And then, I mean, I rewatched the full series again, and really got into the Klaine of it, and got into fandom, and as much as fandom was a headache -- and my god it was a headache -- I think that's why I stayed with Glee for so long? It was something to have fun with and explore and write about and talk to people about and there was the insanity of week to week, and it was wild - I mean really wild, but it's what made the show fun. Because, I mean, I love the show - but it's a mess.

And I'm constantly amazed new people come in for it, because sometimes it feels like there's a -- you had to be there -- to get it, lol.

But, I mean, did I think I'd be here, fifteen years later, still talking about how it impacted me? Not even a little bit. :)

[disruptxrr]

eric and dylan made a blood pact. they grabbed a knife and cut into each other's hands and mixed their blood together to promise to go through nbk in eric's room at 3 am. i know this

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[mooniechild]

E & D possible bpd disorder (part 1 D)

Okay so for those who don't know I'm a psychology student (yeah that's exactly what you read, now focus)so I gonna bring so reason why we can,and can not say Eric and Dylan may have had BPD, basically I gonna use their behavior, tapes transcriptions,drawing and their journal as a base for this.

Okay so for star BPD is a short for Boderline personality disorder,which is.....exactly a personality disorder wow.... unexpected,okay but what that means? different from a depression or a anxiety which is cause by yours hormones and can be treated with medicines Boderline is not cause by hormonal changes or brain chemistry like those two,which it means that medicate someone with BPD pretty much not gonna help in most of their behavior since is something on their personality and not on their chemicals.

Around 5 million people in the US have been diagnosed with PBD,okay now for Dylan and Eric and why most of the psychologist analysis of them could have been wrong even after years and years after.

1- one of the principal symptoms of BPD is the fear of a abandonment which Dylan demonstrate A LOT in his handwriting, especially after (apparently Zach Heckler) has found a girlfriend, Dylan felt that the world was conspiring against him trying to take the people he love away from him, Dylan saw Zach's behavior as him trying to abandone him after all they had lived together.

2-intense or unstable relationships,Dylan had a back and forth a couple times with Eric, asking his mom to backup him when Eric called and asking her to talk out loud with him so he could give a excuse to not be around Eric for a while,they both had a pretty intense relationship between them,BUT...let not forget Dylan dream girls,which him used to see them as a true love and then notice they didn't care about him at all (according to the man itself) Dylan was desperate to experience a true love like the ones in his fantasy and reading to his journal we can feel how left out of the whole relationship thing he felt,how he felt that he would never be loved back.

3- quick changes in self aspect, D used to have those low and high on his self esteem ever now and then,he would be 'Mr cutter' in a second and hate his nose,and feel complete godlike in another,he would have those up and downs most I think to protect himself in situations that he felt under pressure like around the jocks in school,or in the tape while he was trying to act tough in front of the camera

4- Impulsive and risky behavior is also a very common sign of Boderline,Dylan would scratch a locker, hack school computer with his friends to get the school lockers combo,he would break into a van and apparently even stole credit card passwords,he put himself in danger endless time(honor mention for him pointing a gun to his stomach while reloading it)

5-periods of paranoid,not let me get started it every time Dylan though people was conspiring against him,in a McDonald's as Sue mention on her book,Dylan even write about it on his journal

He mention a couple time felt that people was trying to fuck his life in a almost Godly way, trying to get his Alcyone away from him with all those human feeling's and thoughts and confusion,after a while Dylan started to see NBK as a way to get away from this reality to a whole new one with his love (he is a romantic let him be happy,let the kid dream)

6-Threats of suicide or self-injury, Dylan would very openly talk about his suicide thoughts on his journal,about blowing his head off with a pipe bomb or even shot a poor SOB person(someone is needing to understand his social class)

He discuss about his self harm and about how he felt depressed and with nothing left to live.

7-long feeling of emptiness,well well well look where we got,this sunshine boy is full of that,this feeling could be caused by triggers I think in Dylan case is most about his shyness,he was a very social anxious person, Devon once said he wouldn't go to her party cause some people he doesn't like would come over,so I guess most of his feeling of emptiness was caused by creating those paranoias that people was trying laughing at him.

8-Inappropriate, strong anger, losing temper often, being sarcastic or bitter, or physically fighting. Well I couldn't find anything about Dylan in fact physically fighting,I meant....Brooks on 4th grade doesn't count I guess,once he hit at his co-worker shoulder when she told him about a work Infraction....so yeah,he was know by many person as scary cause he would just be here and stare at them,or bounce at girls in the gym making them fell on the ground, calling Doddy a bitch,and being a asshole with his french teacher slamming doors and whatever at class,he would threat a special student Adam Kyler to kill him if he showed up for class,and he confess being mean to people at his journal,well at being sarcastic....

This men is my favorite sassy machine,he was know for being sarcastic,the whole voodoo thing on Devon birthday card, the way he act at the video he Brooks and Zach made for Mrs Caruthers.

The thing here is, boderline almost never comes alone most people ended up having a 2 or more mental health problems, boderline is more diagnosed on girl's and it didn't have a cure as I said before BUT have some great sources of treatment,the thing is psychology didn't came to a conclusion about how it develope BUT they think is a combination with genetic, environment,and social factors or huge trauma.

SO WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY IS: D in fact suffered with some sort of mental health problem,and analysing the case for 7 years now I guess we can pretty much see him trough a LOT of angles, searching in the DSM (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Health Disorders) a couple hundred times in the last 3 years I tried to comprehend Dylan actions and behavior,and I pretty much can see him getting a diagnostic of BPD,so this is the thread basically hope you guys enjoy,I gonna do a part 2 for Eric:)

[no-walkietalkies]

i think it's insane to baby Klebold or act like he "wasn't as bad as Harris" because he killed three less people than Harris. Like, firstly, they both killed people..?????????? Klebold still murdered five people????????????? and secondly, Klebold likely ran out of ammunition. if i'm remembering correctly, Klebold had like 3 rounds on his body. additionally, he also left a clip in his car and i believe dropped one after it kept jamming outside of the school. i just personally think it's awry to act like he didn't kill as many people because he was just "a poor boy roped into a killing scheme by the mastermind Harris." evidence from their journals and the way they seem to discuss NBK in the Basement Tapes contradict that there was a mastermind, an evil genius who concocted the plan all on his own. at least in my opinion. he was still taunting and yelling at students, still injuring many students. i just don't understand it, Klebold was just as complicit, they were also both just stupid (forgetting the clip in his car) and incompetent (the mess that was their bombs and Molotov cocktails).

[mainkurvebayreuth]

Und schon wieder Derbysieger EHC...

Ein voller Gästeblock durfte bei bester Kulisse einen 7-3 Derbysieg bei den Selber Schweinen feiern - weiter so Jungs!

Zur Belustigung der mitgereisten Bayreuther tauchte nach Jahren der Abwesenheit erstmalig wieder eine Selber Gruppe auf und versuchte, den Gästen stimmungstechnisch entgegenzuwirken - selbstverständlich ohne nennenswerten Erfolg.

Wenn die Heimspiele derzeit nicht stattfinden können, werden eben die Auswärtsspiele zu Heimspielen gemacht!

Den Bericht über Aktivitäten außerhalb des Spiels gibt es dann in der lokalen Presse - Grüße an den NBK.

[gleetournaments]

Well if we’re thinking of Rumours v 2009 - as someone said many fans just haven’t made it to season 6 or watched 2009 more than once. It’s an enjoyable episode, the main fascination being Kurt’s story and his glow up, but this tournament has all other ships and stans voting. Is there any britanna in there? Season 2 remains popular. Rumours is popular for Songbird especially plus other extra songs plus the Britanna Artie plot, plus the Sam of it all - the story is cute. Klainers love to laugh at the stupidity of people thinking Kurt is cheating on Blaine.

Nbk v hos - well someone pointed out in comments only good thing about Nbk is Klaine meeting. And theres been a lot of anti Blaine stuff around this week on twitter so that’s changed again. The beiste plot is horrible and puck is an ass, and it’s not really Britanna focussed. hos is a competition episode which people tend to enjoy and you’ve got one of the sancedes mashups in there too.

I think, and I mean no disrespect to you, but we do know ultimately there’s a handful of episodes which will be in the top 4. Pq and Os have been long term fan faves and have won many times over the years, I’m not convinced it’ll change now. I’m interested to see what fills in the spaces 3-28 or whatever.

But I love you doing this. It’s fun. It’s not to be taken too seriously. It’s interesting to hear PoV even if they’re wrong (I jest) . I’m not commenting or reblogging because people can be so rude or shoot people down for having a different opinion.

I don’t want you to stop it. Plus you’ve worked hard on it.

Hi Nonny!

Sorry - I am finally getting around to addressing all of this.

First of all, I just want to say, even if I'll campaign passionately on my own blog, I completely understand that this blog's intention is to service the wider glee fandom, and not one particular corner of it, therefore the opinions are going to be different. That is usually part of the fun of it.

What isn't fun is when there's an obvious bout of cheating going on and all of sudden those numbers get skewed in a really wonky way. And as I said before, I know there's always some form of cheating going on in these things -- especially in polls that reach a huge audience. But this particular blog really only gets out to 200-ish people, so when someone spams it with an 100 extra votes it feels really noticeable.

And, at the moment I discovered it - it felt... idk violating in a way? It's like someone did it intentionally to make some sort of statement?

Most of the polls they did it on, the episode in question was already winning. So, why even bother?

That said - I do agree that we're hurdling towards a pre-determined endgame. I've ran this particular poll maybe four times over the course of the years, and it's always ended the same way. But the real fun is getting there, and seeing where everything else shakes out.

I'm glad you are having fun, and I think overall, most people are, too. As of now, things seem to be normal again, so I'm continuing on with the tournament. But if things seem suspicious again, I may decide to pull the plug then.

As an aside -

I’m not commenting or reblogging because people can be so rude or shoot people down for having a different opinion.

I'm sorry to hear this, and this is a good moment to remind people that everyone is entitled to have their own opinion. No one is dumb or stupid or whatever if they like something else. It's a TV show, and subjective to each person. Someone not liking your favorite isn't going to hurt you, and people should feel safe to state opinions without getting ridiculed. I realize this is the internet, and the anonymity makes that hard. But c'mon. This is so not worth getting into it with people over.

Thanks for dropping a line! I do appreciate hearing from you guys. <3

[info-tcc-luv]

THIS IS FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY!!! (THE TCC ARE FREE TO INTERACT THO!! <3)

Months have passed. It’s the first Friday night in the final month. Much shit has happened.

Vodka has a Tec 9, we test fired all of our babies, we have 6 time clocks ready, 39 crickets

[small bombs] 24 pipe bombs, and the napalm is under construction. Right now I’m trying

to get fucked and trying to finish off these time bombs. NBK came quick, why the fuck can’t

I get any? I mean, I’m nice and considerate and all that shit, but nooooo. I think I try too

hard. But I kinda need to, considering NBK is closing in. The amount of dramatic irony

and foreshadowing is fucking amazing. Everything I see and hear I incorporate into NBK

somehow. Either bombs, clocks, guns, napalm, killing people, any and everything finds

some tie to it. Feels like a goddamn movie sometimes. I wanna try to put some mines and

trip bombs around this town too maybe. Get a few extra frags25 on the scoreboard. I hate

you people for leaving me out of so many fun things. And no don’t fucking say “well that’s

your fault” because it isn’t, you people had my phone #, and I asked and all, but no. no no

no don’t let the weird looking Eric KID come along, ooh fucking nooo.

4/3/99

[notrebdomine]

Eric Harris journal last pages ↷

There are about 40 pages scanned from his journal of various kinds of things, but these were the last ones

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I would like to say that at first i thought those were like the columbine maps but no, i never noticed those are actually (except for the 6th image) DOOM maps! ꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀ

+ last writtings !

Transcript 1 ↓

❝Jesus christ that was fucking close. Fucking shitheads at the gun shop almost dropped the whole project. Oh well, thank god I can BS so fucking well. I went and picked up those babies today, so now I got 13 of those niggers. WOOHAH. The stereo is very nice, but having no insurance payments to worry about so I could concentrate on BOMBS would have been better. Oh well, I think I'll have enough. Now I just need to get Vodka another gun.❞ 12/29/98 (December 29th 1998)

Transcript 2 ↓

❝Months have passed. It's the first Friday night in the final month. Much shit has happened. Vodka has a Tec 9, we test fired all of our babies, we have 6 time clocks ready, 39 crickets, 24 pipe bombs, and the napalm is under construction. Right now I'm trying to get fucked and trying to finish off these time bombs. NBK came quick. Why the fuck cant I get any? I mean, I'm nice and considerate and all that shit, but nooooo. I think I try too hard. but I kinda need to considering NBK is closing in. The amount of dramatic irony and foreshadowing is fucking amazing. Everything I see and I hear I incorporate into NBK somehow. Either bombs, clocks, guns, napalm, killing people, any and everything finds some tie to it. feels like a Goddamn movie sometimes. I wanna try to put some mines and trip bombs around this town too maybe. Get a few extra frags on the scoreboard. I hate you people for leaving me out of so many fun things. And no don't fucking say, "well that's your fault" because it isn't, you people had my phone #, and I asked and all, but no. no no no don't let the weird looking Eric KID come along, ohh fucking nooo.❞ 4/3/99 (April 3rd 1999)

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Gửi DTD

11.

12/10/12 là ngày đầu tiên chúng mình nói chuyện qua Facebook anh nhớ không? Em cũng sắp tốt nghiệp rồi anh biết chưa? Dạo này anh thế nào rồi, có đang vui vẻ chứ? Em thì vẫn còn nhớ thương anh nên lại viết những dòng này. Nghĩ cũng thật lạ, anh có còn yêu thương gì mà em cứ nhớ anh hoài.

Có một kỷ niệm em chưa từng kể anh nghe, chưa từng xác nhận với anh. Em nhớ hồi em lớp 9 thi học sinh giỏi ở trường Lê Quý Đôn. Lớp thi môn Văn và hình như là Toán kế bên nhau. Lúc xếp hàng vào phòng thi, em thấy một chàng trai bên lớp Toán người ốm tong teo, tóc đen, mắt đeo kính, tay cầm viết và máy tính. Có vậy mà em ấn tượng và nhớ mãi điều đó.

Nếu người đó là anh thì tụi mình thiệt là có duyên đúng hông? Nếu người đó là anh thì câu chuyện tiếp theo anh biết rồi đó. Tụi mình học cùng trường NBK. Mãi đến năm lớp 12 nhờ thầy Hiền mà tụi mình quen nhau và tình yêu nảy nở từ đó anh há. Vậy đấy, chúng ta đã từng không quen biết gì nhau, một ngày lại yêu nhau, rồi lại trở thành người lạ của nhau một lần nữa...

Cảm ơn anh vì đã đến, rồi lại rời đi.

Cảm ơn anh vì chẳng cho em chút hy vọng, chút can đảm gì để giữ anh lại.

Cảm ơn anh vì cho em biết em chẳng là gì của anh.

Cảm ơn những tổn thương đã dạy em trưởng thành.

Dù không là tương lai của nhau, em vẫn mong tương lai chúng ta thật hạnh phúc. Anh ngủ ngon nhé!

TP.HCM, ngày 3 tháng 11 năm 2017