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Woohoo!
Comment that I’m emo.
Comment that I’m weird.
Comment that I’m dao.
Comment that I’m fake.
Comment that I think too much.
Comment about me behind me back.
Comment about me when you don’t even know me.
I love comments! Bring them on!
I like commenting too!
I like to comment to others that I always imagine myself wielding a gun that can materialize in my hand as and when I want to.
I like to comment to others that I would love to go up right beside your ear and whisper, “Time’s up, darling.” Let my warm breath slide over your ears and into your mind, giving you time to take in those words and cower in fear as you see your life flashing past in front of you.
I like to comment to others that I would like to burrow a hole in your little numbskulls because it probably is so insignificant to you anyway.
I like to comment to others that I if I could eliminate you from my world, it would be a much happier place for me.
My mind has been filled with so many thoughts throughout the day.
It’s gory, it’s sick; it’s perverse and oh-so-sadistic.
I think I'm silently enjoying it, maybe.
But I can’t help but delve into it, be taken in by such thoughts.
It's drawing me in, deeper and deeper;
I'm falling, I'm sinking.
I'm flailing my arms but I can't seem to hold on to anything.
It’s refreshing, it’s sinister and it’s so unlike me.
It’s tingling in my spine as I write this.
I want to describe it and put it into words so badly.
I want you to see what I see in my mind’s eye.
But I shall spare you the agony; you’ll thank me for that.
Am I thinking too much, am I obsessive?
And I wonder about that too…
When you’re obsessing about something, there’s always a reason for it, I guess.
Unfortunately, I can’t seem to find my reason.
Can you help me?
Oh wait, you can’t because you probably think you know me, but you don’t.
So if you wanna continue commenting about me being this and that…
You’d most probably have been blasted into smithereens in my mind countless times.
But wait, who’s complaining again? =)
Hail Mary.