Music: Oh hey, you
like this music? Let's add a crappy rap solo.
Book: You like this character? Let's kill him.
Tv: You like this show? Lets cancel it.
Life: You like life? Let's ruin it.
Book: You like this character? Let's kill him.
Tv: You like this show? Lets cancel it.
Life: You like life? Let's ruin it.
You know how some people
on the computer
type "h8" in place of hate? Well what if people started
saying stuff like "Oh my god I h9 this homework.. h9 because
I hate my homework more than h8!"
Do you get me? Well, if people actually started doing that I would probably be all like "Ohhh my god I h69 my crush!"
Do you get me? Well, if people actually started doing that I would probably be all like "Ohhh my god I h69 my crush!"
Barrel against my
head,
finger on the trigger.
One pull i'm gone,
Can't say i'd miss this world.
"You can go die" she said.
"Your wish is my command" i replied.
MQ
finger on the trigger.
One pull i'm gone,
Can't say i'd miss this world.
"You can go die" she said.
"Your wish is my command" i replied.
MQ
"Maybe it's
me."
The words left her mouth before she could stop them. The silence following was awkward and tense and she didn't look up for fear of what his expression would be.
"You think so?" he said finally. His disappointed tone caught her attention - she glanced up to be met with his furious gaze. "It's not you, it's them," he growled. "It's society which is screwed up. You've fine - great, even. You're okay."
She stared at him for a second too long. He faltered, pink staining his cheeks. "What?" he finally muttered self-conciously.
She blinked. "That's pathetic." It wasn't said spitefully but it still caught him off guard.
"W-what?"
"You think it's their fault I hate them? You think it's them?" She looked tired, really tired. "Look over there," she murmured, nodding towards the door of the shop across the street. He did so obediantly.
"See that man?" she asked, referring to the young father crouching over a push-chair in which sat a giggling baby. "His wife passed away in childbirth. And over there?" She didn't even pause in her berating, now looking at two kids skateboarding. "He's so scared of the future, he's thinking about therapy. And over there?" She now focused on two guys sitting a couple tables over. "He's gay and in love with his engaged best friend." She turned her accusatory gaze back on him. "They're all your evil 'society'."
"B-but-"
"Everyone's got problems. Everyone's dealing with something, but people like you just go and blame everything on them. On 'society'. And I think it's pathetic."
He stared at her, gobsmacked.
"There's nothing wrong with 'society'. I just look at it negatively. I'm a negative person with negative thoughts. I like solitude, I don't care enough to get hurt. I'm not scared or anything, I just... can't find it in myself to care. To me, it's fine whatever happens. I'm not broken or anything, I haven't had any past trauma." She sighed. "I was born like this. I'm just..."
She paused, thinking for the right word. He was clueless as to what it could be.
"I'm..."
He stood up, leaned over the table and cut her off with a kiss.
Short. Sweet. Sudden and suddenly over.
"W-" She blinked, astounded. "What the hell? I just insulted you, what's wrong with you?"
He shrugged, trying to hide a sheepish grin, and looked out the window to avoid her furious gaze. "I like honest girls."
She sighed, shaking her head. "I don't get you."
He chuckled. "That's a first."
"Huh?"
"You're too observant. I like keeping you on your toes."
"You kissed me to keep me on my to-"
He kissed her again.
"No."
"I-"
"I told you. I like honest girls. Now, we've got to fix this bad 'no-caring' habit of yours, don't we?"
For the first time since he'd met her, she was speechless.
-FIN-
The words left her mouth before she could stop them. The silence following was awkward and tense and she didn't look up for fear of what his expression would be.
"You think so?" he said finally. His disappointed tone caught her attention - she glanced up to be met with his furious gaze. "It's not you, it's them," he growled. "It's society which is screwed up. You've fine - great, even. You're okay."
She stared at him for a second too long. He faltered, pink staining his cheeks. "What?" he finally muttered self-conciously.
She blinked. "That's pathetic." It wasn't said spitefully but it still caught him off guard.
"W-what?"
"You think it's their fault I hate them? You think it's them?" She looked tired, really tired. "Look over there," she murmured, nodding towards the door of the shop across the street. He did so obediantly.
"See that man?" she asked, referring to the young father crouching over a push-chair in which sat a giggling baby. "His wife passed away in childbirth. And over there?" She didn't even pause in her berating, now looking at two kids skateboarding. "He's so scared of the future, he's thinking about therapy. And over there?" She now focused on two guys sitting a couple tables over. "He's gay and in love with his engaged best friend." She turned her accusatory gaze back on him. "They're all your evil 'society'."
"B-but-"
"Everyone's got problems. Everyone's dealing with something, but people like you just go and blame everything on them. On 'society'. And I think it's pathetic."
He stared at her, gobsmacked.
"There's nothing wrong with 'society'. I just look at it negatively. I'm a negative person with negative thoughts. I like solitude, I don't care enough to get hurt. I'm not scared or anything, I just... can't find it in myself to care. To me, it's fine whatever happens. I'm not broken or anything, I haven't had any past trauma." She sighed. "I was born like this. I'm just..."
She paused, thinking for the right word. He was clueless as to what it could be.
"I'm..."
He stood up, leaned over the table and cut her off with a kiss.
Short. Sweet. Sudden and suddenly over.
"W-" She blinked, astounded. "What the hell? I just insulted you, what's wrong with you?"
He shrugged, trying to hide a sheepish grin, and looked out the window to avoid her furious gaze. "I like honest girls."
She sighed, shaking her head. "I don't get you."
He chuckled. "That's a first."
"Huh?"
"You're too observant. I like keeping you on your toes."
"You kissed me to keep me on my to-"
He kissed her again.
"No."
"I-"
"I told you. I like honest girls. Now, we've got to fix this bad 'no-caring' habit of yours, don't we?"
For the first time since he'd met her, she was speechless.
-FIN-
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have someone waiting on you
L.i.f.e i.s s.h.o.r.t b.u.t s.o i.s y.o.u.r p.e.n.i.s s.o y.e.a.h
