cold laughter;
i am pissed at YOU. yes, you.
you, you and you. oh, and one more you.
do you how exactly irritating you are?
you tell us we are like the representatives of the principal, but excuse me? is this how YOU treat us? as a teacher in charge?
' i dun care anymore' how that exactly teacher-like? and putting pressure on another 'you', poor girl.
but you really dun have to be under pressure you know.. and throw it all out on us... its really annoying, you do it all the time.. i really carn stand it. control yourself girl, you dun see me throwing myself all over you.
and you, yes, you, although you haven done anything, which is exactly why im pissed. hey excuse me? what are you exactly thinking?
i have freaking piano lessons IN PREPARATION for Piano EXAM. the hell w you all.
i have alr sacrifice so much, and this is how you repay me?
excuse me, girl's wrath are hateful, scary little things.
the kind that wraps you around the waist and never let you fall
back into nothingness
but pull you down into fiery pits of torture and pain.
the kind that makes you close to death but strangely alive, feeling and seeing.
slowly bleed you and hear your cries...
cut you up slowly, bit by bit, vein by vein, and onto your arteries...
pry your head open, oh-so-slowly and de-liciously
oh the horror, and so much more.
tell me, how much more can you bear?
i can tell SO MUCH MORE.
and do so much more than you can ever think.
its called human, its called female,
its called me.
now you know why you you you you are such suckers?
good night
sweet dreams(:
be careful of the little shadows and evily sweets i send out at night(:
(smiles)