shit her.damn her.fuck her.this asshole.mothafucker.bitch.lets face it.i can stand her no longer.she.eileen.right. think i've given her enough time to change.think i've put up enough of her nonsense.enough of her tantrums.enough of letting her getting her way in whatever the hell she wants.enough of simply HER.damned.just had no idea that more than half of us are not happy with her.think she's affecting people around her too.influencing them to be one of her kind.like a virus.it spreads like the speed of light.alright.i've decided.since she does not realize it herself.i shall make her.the truth shall be displayed right in her face.
the humid air of the forest pierced by the sparkles of sunrays sent from the hidden sun. the densely decorated trees of the ancient woods untouched by civilisation, the thick undergrowth left untroddened by the human foot. the mystery that lurks behind the trunks and dances from blind spots to others, often threatening to the mind. for every predator has its prey to prey on, and every prey has its predator to fear of. even being on top of the food chain, we homosapiens have ourselves to be wary of. scheming minds and insensitive actions from strangers and so-called friends.
but perhaps the law of the wild does applies. for even the ferocious wolves move in packs, be it for desperate survival or a merciless attack. several times i do wonder if my pack still watches my back as much as i watches theirs, or perhaps im left alone to face the uncharted dangers ahead.
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