If I could choose where to die, I would do it where no one can see me. This way I could dissapear and and be forgotten. If I were to choose how to die, I would hire a darranged butcher to torture me, and kill me slowly and painfully. If I could choose when to die it would be on my birthday, this way my birthday is nothing to celebrate. If I were to choose the tool of my death, it would be a scaple, so I can be cut open very slowly. If I were to choose the person to kill me it would be my ex-girlfriends, so they can get their revenge for whatever I did to hurt them. If I were to choose die, I would have finally have done somthing good for the world.
But I can't, It is a direct order from her majesty. I cannot die. I have no choice, I must continue this meaningless existance.
 Lord of the Heartless · Sat Dec 29, 2007 @ 07:10pm · 1 Comments |
