my daily musings consist of bodies falling tastefully from the glorious heights of towering buildings in the CBD
overzealous edgy branding accentuates my razor sharp words showing off my sexiest features
i have the hallmarks of a depressed teenager? shocker innit i wear it on my sleeve my emotions, that is or rather under my sleeve
it took a couple years but finally I have come to find that people appreciate a splash of broken young lady in their lives
i’m just kinda defeated sick of pushing it down y’know my new hobbies include ******* the will to live out of unsuspecting girls who run around preaching false niceties
you see it's because I’m also a very mad person in more ways than one i have poison on my tongue spitting cynical-juices at everyone who dares speak
just, ignore me! Please! i beg of you. let my sadness simmer with the boiling of my blood
‘double, double toil and trouble fire burn and cauldron bubble’
i recite the lines as i cackle away understanding that the witches from Macbeth were really just women with attitude
in this guise I prepare to the rip the flesh from the bones of those whom I love the most
for I am sad and mad therefore it is a justified act of violence and one who is both sad and mad can only hope to commit such acts of treachery
i shall feel joy for the first time in years smiling a ****** smile as acting on ones deepest desires is awfully fulfilling