Jan 16, 2007 17:19
To who ever I may have spoken to in the past few days:
I meant nothing I said. No happiness. No sadness. No regret. Nothing. When I get to the bottom of this, blood will most definately be shed. Although I have already destroyed my couch.
Yazoo may be my partner, but I do not love him in any form or fashion.
...Now I must shatter the bathroom mirror. But when I return, I don't want to hear a word about about my behavior. Or I'll smash your spine to pieces.