Holly: I'mma go to bed sooneh
BellaSue: Me, too.
Holly: Want me to read you a bedtime story?
Holly: Once upon a time there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.
Holly: And then J.K Rowling beat up Stephenie Meyer by bludgeoning her to death with Robert Pattinson's massive forehead.
BellaSue is typing...
Holly: So then Kristin Stewart was all "I'M GOING TO STARE AT YOU DUMBLY AND HOPE IT CHANGES WHAT JUST HAPPENED. LOOK AT MY BEAVER TEETH BITE MY WEIRD LIPS."
Holly: And so as she stood there being retarded, Taylor Lautnet sued a trailer company because he needs a fucking trailer now, now three days late.
Holly: And then Suemya and Holly hid under Holly's bed and read comic books and manga until it was time for tea,and Suemya and Holly got up and went and had deelishous tea on the moon.
Holly: The end.
Sometimes..you can cry until there's nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And still, it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent...
It would not be because it cared.
This is the story of the girl with no tits. Went to my school. No tits. Big dumb moon face.
<rant>I hate it when people's usernames make no fucking sense or are oxymorons.</rant>
The color of hunger is everything. Like a really shitty watercolor thing. You know how that goes, like... the paper is too thin, so there are spots where it looks eroded, or like,sunken in. There are bits and flashes of different colors, as if a rave were behind your eyelids. There are empty bits in the color of hunger, splashes that were missed, like when a teacher erases everything on the board but one little bit and it annoys that one person in the class with OCD. The color of hunger is ugly and brown in some places, and sometimes purple and green in others. It's weird, but that's what the color of hunger is.
...Got bored. creativewritin