8th
in-dec- indeci- indecicive
Arghh
She’s screaming. Screaming so loudly no one can even hear her. except for the dogs, that is. The dogs can always hear her.
She cannot take it anymore! Why do things turn out they way that they do?! Why must life be sooooooooo hard to live. ohhhhhhh the humanity!
oh the drama! Oh the glorious joy!
The desire for her to snap her fingers. and Boom. Everything is just the way she wants them. Everyone becomes just the people she wills them to be. The people in her life. The way she best sees it.
Oh to snap. And have it all line up.
Maybe if she just closes her eyes. It will all come together. Just maybe.
