kill.. killl.... killl...
You want to know what is going on in the fragile membraine I call a brain.. I will tell you.. I want to murder, destroy, and torture those who would seek to destroy the only good, and wholesome memories I have from my childhood.. They are going to bulldoze my grandmothers house, not that I could stop them, but the way they treat it, like a business deal, or something else.. I actually think my aunt is happyhat she finally gets to get rid of the house..
I want to murder.. I walked in there today, the door stood wide open, the window to what was once my bedroom, was ripped completely out of the wall, in the floor her clothes stood thrown around the house. NO respect.. someone ransacked that place.. outside there were photo's on the walkway, as if stewn about, no one cared.. Wtf. I WANT TO FUCKING BREAK PEOPLE./
I want to murder.. I walked in there today, the door stood wide open, the window to what was once my bedroom, was ripped completely out of the wall, in the floor her clothes stood thrown around the house. NO respect.. someone ransacked that place.. outside there were photo's on the walkway, as if stewn about, no one cared.. Wtf. I WANT TO FUCKING BREAK PEOPLE./