Are you stupid?

Hi, it is I, Twinkie. Long time no blog, hey? Yeah.

Um, I would like to ask my dear co-blogger, Ota, if she is mentally stable. Are you, Ota? Because I think not.

This blog is anonymous, we change our names and hide our identity's. No one knows who we are, and that's good because I can write whatever I like. BUT, you have decided to post our blog on your Myspace AND Facebook, where everyone we know and/or talk about can see. They will click on the link that takes them to this blog, they will see the photo of a hot brunette, a blonde, a dark-skinned chick and a ranga. They will realise that you are blonde, your best friend is a ranga, I have dark skin, and Mazza is a brunette, much like the photo depicts. Get it?

Goodness, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings Ota, but seriously?

Anywho. Guess what, faithful followers? *crickets chirp* Yeah. I have a poem for you :)

She sits at her mirror
instruments spread before her
she routinely selects each tool.
Dodgily covers up scars and spots
with paint on skin
Scalds her lank, greasy hair
until chunks fall out
to her satisfaction
Smothers her lashes with tar
that sizzles and bubbles
like acid at the rims of her eyes
Plucks stray weeds
that grow in the crevices of her face
Coats her lips with poison
and winces as it drips into the cracks
in her mouth
Sprays toxic gas
onto her pulse points
She coughs and hacks
until a lump of her heart
lands in front of her
She sniffs it and puts it in a jar
with the rest of it.

Preeetty creepy, right?

Have fun with your life,

Love Twinkie