May 12, 2003 - 6:08 p.m.
Maybe you say its disturbing because you don't want to believe that things like that do happen. You don't want to believe that people could think those type of thoughts or that people could feel that way. You're too caught up with your perfect life, too blind to see the pain that others face every day. Flowers and sunshine? Not in their life. They hurt and they hate and they kill. All of this is unthinkable to you. But then again, you've never felt like that. I pity you. So naive.
They're fucked up, right?
You'd be fucked up too, if you'd been through what they have.
And it happens every day, maybe not in the same way, but it happens all time. Even those who fuck have gotten fucked at least once.
Except you, right?
You've never felt like that, and the biggest concern you have is what you're eating for lunch tomorrow.
Stupid girl.
Shallow girl.
