• as shes writing she see the bold ink getting absorbed by the page. the page is getting tattooed by her bad grammar and bad spelling and insane feelings. will time eventually erase whats on this page? will the wrong spelling, bad grammar and the feelings of a strange girl fade and be forgotten? will some one find this and read of her odd desires and feelings of WHAT? will they feel her frustration as she gazes on that fail from a recent test?
    she pauses at this thought and looks at the already filled there's a strange energy building inside. it glows in the stomach, killing. as she licks the salt off her lips from the wheat thins, she cringes under the energy. the rain outside is intoxicating to her, her Indian candle floods the room with its exotic smell. her book is the movie for the night....the night....what does she want?

    i want to rip the tie from my pony tail and let the wind brush my hair. i want to fly and let the world bow at my power. i want show them that women are goddesses. i want the rain, cold and pure, to cleanse me and my omen flaws. i want to run on the scottish hills, greet the lock ness monster and tame it. i want to kiss a boy under the rain and let him open my eyes to a world i dont and never will understand. i want to be a priestess and cast spells. i want to kill satin and all the devil's minions. i want to create my own light and rule my darkness. i want it to forever be cold and cloudy and raining. it opens many haunting opportunities. i never want to hurt anyone ever again. i want to stop change and live the way things are. i want to scream a battle cry, hold a sword and kill a man. i want to be a warrior, i want a normal chin, i want to own all the books in the world, i want pple to get along, i want peace, i want forgiveness, i want silence, i want no poverty or sickness and no oppression of any way, i want no worries, i want my world to be alive and let pple explore it and finally understand me...
    to be honest idk what i want...maybe i just want....

    ....is that all too much to ask?