u IRRITATING thing.
i just want to KILL u under my thumb.
SQUASH u.
PRESS PRESS PRESS until all your measly JUICE gets SQUEEZED OUT.
then i'll POKE A PENCIL through your MEASLY WORTHLESS body.
pass it THROUGH the OTHER SIDE.
i will LAUGH when i see the BLOOD splatter EVERYWHERE.
such an EXCITING SIGHT!!!
i LOVE bloody messes made BY YOU.
put a piece of THREAD through the HOLE i had just made.
and MAKE a NECKLACE out of u and your MEASLY SELF.
you are NOT WORTHY of our *E***** AT ALL.

i rock. yeah baby.

today ...quite disappointing. try to think over what we told u all. its kind of sad, the feeling of exasperation that you will nvr experience until next time.

the sense of anxiety, to finish and complete tasks on time, because you know there is not much time left for you, yet life asks so much of you. you have too much to complete in too little time.

the sense of anguish, when you know you have been let down, knowing it is not something you are expecting, knowing that things could have been completed in a better manner, knowing that the results would have been much more brilliant, knowing the process, would have been much more fruitful, for everyone.

then there's always the absolute sense of sadness. nothing to describe about, its just this sense of sadness, which makes you want to hide away and sob your heart out. this is the most depressing of the lot that we feel. u just feel so small, so worthless, and u just need to cry and cry away.

the sense of fear, of failing, of impending doom, when things go terribly wrong, whether we can still stand strong and fight. the fear also, of having to face others to argue your case, to bring across your points, whether or not they will accept it.

the greatest fear of all, is having to hold up a falling tower, yet whether or not it can be propped back to its original position we all do not know, but we have this hope, just this little shimmer of hope that perhaps, there might be a chance? of the tower returning to its original position, back to the glory it once had. we will always hold on to the falling tower forever, no matter what happens, we are sure of that. but what we fear most is the day when we no longer have the strength, we no longer have the energy to hold on any longer. then the tower might just collapse, in our hands, and we have failed our duty terribly.

Blogged @ 9:02 PM