thursday 8th may 2007
I think Josh is scared of me.
It was his fault, really. He kept asking if I was okay, and saying my name in every sentence. As if I'd forget.
I told him this;
' Why do you keep saying my name? To remind me that I'm not unique? Not special? There's another Tyler Joseph out there. Multiple, even. And even in alternate universes, different dimensions, there's other Tyler Joseph's. Thinking the exact same thing as me, saying the exact same thing as I am now. We can't walk through mirrors, right? Maybe it's because our reflection knows what's beyond the mirror and it's so terrible that they want to protect us.'
He's been gone for over four hours. I'm pretending I'm asleep on the couch from when he comes home.
I can hear voices; two different voices outside the door. One light and giggly, like it always is when he's drunk - Josh- and another. It's still male but his voice is husky and broken, like he's sleepy.
They're not coming in anytime soon, I know that, but I know that when they DO come in, I'll...
Pretend to be asleep.
My answer to everything.
~ Tyler
