I never wanted to be better than my friends. Turning tricks with absent guile
I just wanted to prove wrong the people in my head. reeling in your crooked smile
The ones who told me I'd be better of dead. why did I turn to you?
The ones who told me that I would never win. I only wanted a hand to pour my heart into
Reaper soon found his brother maniacally tossing on the hilltop by the watering hole and he trumpeted out to him. He heard Parousia's call back and joined him in suit. When he looked down and saw Rai, cantering over aways he guffawed loudly. "Ah Parousia! I see you've found my kinda woman! There's the feist I liked!" he called down to her witht he charm he used to use but it wasn't as impressive. It was harsh and derogatory, as usual.
Parousia nippped his brother playfully. "And to boot! She thinks she's turned everyone against us!"
Reaper laughed so hard he rolled onto the grass. "Hardly! She says that when Kairan perfers me!" he said standing up again.
"Or when Rain will fight back!" Parousia added sarcastically to Rai.
"Man, if she only knew," Reaper said coiling to pounce when cued.
"If only," Parousia agreed and mirrored.
I thought if I suceeded, I'd be happy and they'd go away Let the record show
but first ting every morning, I'd still wake up and I'd hear them say: that you murdered me
"You're fat, ugly and stupid; you should really be ashamed. in your coldest blood
No one will every like you, you're not good at anything!" with your own two hands.
And sometimes I'd rise to the challenge. ~ Let the record show, Emilie Autumn
But other times I'd feel so bad that I could not get out of bed.
~ The Competition, Kimya Dawson