Elise - Diary entry number infinite

Avalanche, tor-na-do.

Once more. Twice more. Goes on and on.

Every time I see a better self in a mirror, I know what comes within: a whole new lot of feelings I'm not so ready to cope with. So, all this shit just to say "Oh, sure I love you, and absolutely sure you're a shitload of trouble". But then again, I haven't changed thaaat much. Nothing more beautiful than you making me cry my ass out in a mounth or two, right?

This isn't supposed to be here. But I am not too. Neither you are. Sex mechanics, wonderful they are, wonderful you are in them, too. Am I cute or what?

Thank you, audience. It's a long hard road into hell, but I can do it, I promise you. As I promise eternal love and eternal satisfaction, all I can make true is the nice little sparks of hell's fire. Spectacular.

After all and beyond, I'll always be here to put up quite a show. =)

Now, go to hell you all. Got it? Huh huh.