"she will die in my hands
i will make her choke on her own blood after i stab her in the gut. after she ides i'll cut off her hair and make it look like a mustash on her face then i'll hang her from a tree and write" 'who she really was.'

she was thinking of her plan all durring skool. how, when, and were she would kill the b*tch. but it stayed in her head never to come out never to see what happyness it would bring her

just to stay inside forever

Some things are better kept inside.

they do stay inside untill one day everything explodes

i try going little by little

I know what you mean. Hence why I compare myself to a ticking bomb... xx