April 3, 2010.
Insane Misery
"Am I going mad?"
"I hope not."
What irony. She was wrapped in a straitjacket, tied to her bed, with echoes of thing that might have been bouncing in her head. A living skeleton, master of flame... If he had been real, he would have been disappointed.
One tear, filled with insane misery.
A/N: Mad girl- can you believe what they've done to you?
Sunshine and laughter and dead butterflies~
Sweethearted.