Brief Commentary:
I decided to make this quick before I go off to study for the three quizzes I have tomorrow. Whose f-cked up idea was that, anyway!?
Mary had a lamb
His eyes black as coals
If we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know
Lonely is Good
I'm lonely.
Even with Ragnarok, I'm so alone that I want to scream.
But that's all right.
It means she isn't paying attention to me.
Good.
I feel sorry for him, the man with the screw in his head.
She's so dreadful.
For now, I'll be by myself.
I'm glad.
At least she won't make me do things I don't know how to deal with.
I hate that.
I wonder if she's making him do things he doesn't know how to deal with.
She likes doing that.
Maybe.
Maybe he's as lonely as me.
Maybe that's why she's paying attention to him.
I'll bet that if she keeps paying attention him, she'll forget about me.
That's good.
If she forgets about me...
And Ragnarok, I said!
I said that already, stop it!
Stop pulling my cheeks!
I don't know how to deal with them when they're pink!
No, that's no good, stop pinching my nose!
Don't eat my food, my ribs will stick out!
I don't know how to deal with my ribs sticking out!
I already said Ragnarok!
...
I don't like thinking about this.
I don't even care about the screw-man.
Poor screw-man.
At least it's not me.
I'm glad she's paying attention to him.
Even if I do feel bad.
I'm confused, I don't know how to deal with this.
As long as I'm by myself.
That's good.
As long as she's not paying attention to me.
There you go. I dislike it because I put no effort into it. But at least it's done. Poor Chrona. She's fun to write from.