Wulf

what is wrong with me, I will have to tell you in email. so, email me and i'll tell you...

GODAMN IT!!!!!! i'm on probation

*grabs you t-shirt collor and (smoehow O_o) drags you close to me so we are nose to nose* I can only hate one thing. The thing I hate is being unable to hate. I can only dislike or loath. It sucks. Hate to me is either to weak or to strong. *grins back* So I take out my anger on all the assholes in the world. And, I want to know O_o, and I will tell you the things no one knows about me. Not even my family.

*glares at you with cold heartless eyes* No pain, huh? Not human, huh? *laughs* Then what the frack are you. *pissed off*

I have no idea what you just said. O_o

hey

in front of, and about my theripust, or however you spell that frackin word. I cant type thart well no mores, I burnt my hand on the oven. the pain soothes me.

The fight with Anna is how messed up I am. Something is going on with me and I dont know what it is and it scares the shoot out of me. My dad is upset because his girlfreind has a lung thingy and she could die any moment.

There is nothing wrong. I just got in a fight with 'Anna', and everything at my house is messing up. See? nothing.

nothing.