Dunno why, but at night I can never fall asleep, so I wind up drawing (realistically), dressing up, applying gothy makeup, and messing up my room in the process. So, about twenty minutes ago, my dad burst in yelling at me to clean up my room... I was wearing my most Lolita outfit, my room was messy, and I had been listening to music (quietly)... He asked me if I was just trying to look as stupid as possible... Gah... I wish I had a scythe, yeah a nice clean scythe... That would be my weapon... I could just go into their room right now... ******** pigs... and slaughter them, then lick their blood off my fingetips even though it would be all over me! That would be the whole point! I get it now, how futile it is to just lick your fingers with blood on them... Yet it also taunts the newl y dead... BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Crazy? You call me crazy? No, not I...
 amour_et_paix_enfant · Fri Nov 25, 2005 @ 09:39am · 1 Comments |
