Post by AMOR VANNA MERCI on Jan 17, 2010 1:19:32 GMT -5
First thought to mind? 'Fuck'. Amor Merci looked around as she was thrown into the isolation chamber. A smirk pressed against her fair features as she pressed herself into a corner and pulled her knees up to her chest. Her offense? Fighting of course. She had yet to calm her anger. That was just never going to happen right? Right. Amor just let out a lazy yawn as she looked down at her knuckles.
They were split open from the last fight. It hurt like fuck but she didn't care. Ha! Amor care? That was like telling her to stop stealing things. It was never going to happen. It was funny how she kept fucking up here and all they did was throw her into a stupid room. A room! What was the point. She didn't need human contact as much as the others did. She could do without the human race actually.
She just wanted to A; steal things. B; Have sex and C; Kill people and D; Do drugs. Honestly, why did three out of the four become illegal? The world would probably be a better place if you could just kill someone on the street. Happier people probably. The world wouldn't be headed straight to hell although, some consider this a hell...the world not here, although in Amor's mind she thought this place was super funny. It was a joke to her as everything was just a joke to her. Sighing lightly the dark haired girl bit down on her lower lip as she ran a hand through her hair. Did she want to play nice and get out of here? Or just be a bitch? Being a bitch sounded great as well as getting out. Amor sat there in silence which was oddly comforting. Maybe someone interesting would walk in and free her from boredom.
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words,[/color][/b][/font] 331
outfit,[/color][/b][/font] click!
tag,[/color][/b][/font]open
muse,[/color][/b][/font] she puts the ho in homewreck--lovehatehero
lyrics,[/color][/b]eyes set to kill[/font]
notes,[/color][/b][/font] woo
