*Glares*

Give me something to break.
I want something to break.

Rage.
Rage.
Rage.

I am in one of those moods where I want to snap someone's or something's neck. Nothing specific put me in this mood, but I somehow managed to get here, and now...well...pity the fool that crosses my path.

The claws are out. And I swear to God I will gouge your eyes out with a spoon and then feed them to my cat.

hmmm...I see a pair of scissors beside me...hmmmm...

oh wait, something even better...

a knife...

time to have some fun...

a little blood never hurt me...

time to wear long sleeves again...

*glares*

see you all later, most likely in hell it would seem...