im-hatin-it

L & BB -------- Beyond Birthday woke up with a start. It took him a moment for him to clear his surroundings. Once his vision was cleared, he saw that he was within a small space with concrete walls and bars. …a prison cell. Where am I? He thought, nervously. Was he back in jail? The last thing he remembered was that he was at his secret hideout, a warehouse to be exact, and they were suddenly ambushed, and L… L! Beyond exclaimed in his head. He looked around the cell to see if the raven-haired detective was with him, but he was nowhere in sight in the confined space. Now B was getting scared. Scared for L. Is he all right? Is

Goodbye cruel world, poetic phrases that slip from my lips, as the cup of poisoned tea is drunk at them Goodbye cruel world, sang in a melancholy song, as death gas fills my burning lungs Good bye cruel world, outbursts the words shouted from the stage, as I do after popping pills from the behind the curtain Goodbye cruel world, said with silent grace, as the gun slips from my hand the bullet in my brain Goodbye cruel world, the last thing spoken, as death sweeps up my remains Goodbye

She lowered the knife and it grew even brighter. The smirk on her face grew as she anticipated what came next. Devilishly she stared at the glowing, inconsequential pumpkin. She could've taken the candle out before carving it but this was more interesting; more entertaining; more pleasurable. Her fingers didn't tremble and her body didn't quiver as she lowered the knife lower. The gleam from the pumpkin made it even more luminous and its shiny form on the wall from the reflection was eerie but oddly interesting. She pursed her lips as she stared, she could not contain her excitement any longer. Viciously, she stabbed the knife into the pump