behold the world's worst accident...I am the girl anachronism!
I have nothing to say, but I don't think I care...actually I do.
I had this really cool/disturbing dream three days ago...it went something like this:
my mother was angry at me because my sister told her something that I had told her to keep as a secret. I got extremely pissed and locked myself up in a room with my sister and yelled at her; SWAT was outside trying to open the door. I took a knife and waved it at her and forced to look at what I was doing - I sliced my forearm and she screamed, I laughed and put the wound to her mouth, blood rushing to her mouth. watching her squirm made me laugh even more. then, I sliced my cheek; I remember her screaming, begging me to stop; my parents were watching in horror from the outside, I smirked and sliced my other cheek and licked the blood off the knife. I turned around to face my sister once again, and this time I slit my wrist, we both watched the blood run down to my outstretched palm, I raised my hand into the air and put it on my sister's face, staining her with my blood - she was gonna pay for betraying me- she was screaming 'I'm sorry' and her body was shaking. just then, my parents burst into the room asking me with shaky voices to put down the knife - yeah, right...as if - I laugh at their naivette and I carve the word 'traitors' on my left arm, their screams providing the background music of my macabre show. they kept coming toward me and I looked at each one of them in the eye and I let out a blood-curdling laugh and I slit my throat - the last sounds coming from me were chuckles and gurgles, blood pouring out of my mouth, my neck and all the other wounds that I had given myself...it sure as hell hurt them more than it hurt me.
talk about a good dream...then, I woke up smiling and hugging everybody...and I kept smirking every time my parents or my sister turned their backs.
what do y'all make of that, eh?
is it weird that I get some sort of pleasure from picturing these kind of scenarios in where I happily kill myself in front of them?