Things that run through my mind when my sister
steals my cloths:
- Murder is illegal.
- Although maybe i could get away with it.
- i could cut her up and bury the pieces throughout the
world.
- i have always wanted to travel.
- my parents would never forgive me.
-although they agreed with her....maybe i should kill them too,
just for good measure.
- my brother is the only good one.
- although then again, he might not forgive me for killing my
parents.....
- screw it, ill just act irritated and moody for the rest of the
day.