I Wanted To Kill Her

This Soft Grass Suggests 'softness' To Me, But Also At The Same Time 'lying-down-ness'.

...then It Said On The News, "and Tonight The Prime Minister Has Just Got To Number Ten." I Looked Down At Jas And Said, "ooer." Meaning He'd Got To Number Ten On The Snogging Scale. And Then We Both Laughed Like Loons. Vati Just Looked At Us Like We Were Mad.

As We Drew Near To The Gates Of Dother Hall The Old Bell In The Belfry Rang Out. I Said, 'i Must Go In, It's Nigh On Ten Of The Clock.' He Half-turned Away From Me, His Jacket Collar Hiding His Expression. Was He Angry? Disappointed?" Jo Looked Intently And I Said, "hungry?" Jo Ignored Me, But As She Passed By Acting Out Walking Away From Phil, She Allowed Her Hand To Slap Against My Head.

Or If I Truly Gave Up I Could Be Like Wet Lindsay. When Robbie Dumped Her She Got All Pale And Even Wetter Than Normal. She Was Like An Anoraksick. (a Person Who Is Both Very Thin And Wears Tragic Anoraks.) I Just Made That Up As A Joke. Even Though I Am Very Upset I Can Still Think Of A Joke.

What Shall I Say? I Must Tread A Fine Line Between Glaciosity And Friendlinosity. With Just A Hint Of 'you Don't Know What You Are Missing, My Fine-feathered Friend.