Whore. I'm so awefull. Killing yourself and other people, minute by minute by minute. I would never ever die for you. You must think. Stop your endless following of circles and think. Bitch. Seducer of men, liar of charms. I tell you, at least you are truthful about your supposed deceiving, almost so blalantly so that mayhap 'tis not true. But I have seen men's eyes on you. In you good moods. In your bad moods you are like a shadow or a faceless girl-thing, roaming the earth in search of a home. Distaining all you find, like a fire that can never be satisfied, till it runs runs runs away forever, burning everything it sees, gone in the distance, smelling so strong. NBTSWikiWiki | Recent Changes Edited 2 times, last edited on June 6, 2001 by princessraina@nbtsc.org. © 2000 NBTSC Webmasters |
