I hate teachers, I hate the world, I hate myself and Lucifer's brother
I wish I had a book of spells that I could cast and torture anyone I want. But life doesn't work that way. My attitude is a girl who's a hopeless romantic who wants to find love in a world full of never ending cruelty. I want someone to act as though they care if I'm alive or dead. The shell I've built around myself is still soft, so matter how many times people had thrown insults and judgement at it, it manages to disintergrate. I am left vunerable. Naked and scarred. But as I try to crawl away and hide someone come out of the darkness and tries their hardest to get another jab at my heart. They usually succeed.
My day: http://community.livejournal.com/_asylum_/2679114.html
Today I met satan's brother and he showed no mercy. I didn't recieve a trial. I was instantly labled and disregarded. I will make sure my voice is heard. The brother of Lucier should have realized that light always makes and attempt to fight back. Especially when something is unjust. I must make sure more higher-ups are contacted on monday. They should have enough time. They don't do shit anyway.
My day: http://community.livejournal.com/_asylum_/2679114.html
Today I met satan's brother and he showed no mercy. I didn't recieve a trial. I was instantly labled and disregarded. I will make sure my voice is heard. The brother of Lucier should have realized that light always makes and attempt to fight back. Especially when something is unjust. I must make sure more higher-ups are contacted on monday. They should have enough time. They don't do shit anyway.