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Here's a "finish this sentence" take-home test my psych gave me: I would like to�get away from it all. Tomorrow I will�get up and go through the day like every other before it. My mother�is unhealthily ambitious. I wish that I�were left-handed. I cannot�go on like this any more. If only I�were a little more complacent. I worry about�myself. Girls�, depending on their attitude, can be incredibly sexy. I am ashamed�that I don't speak up for myself (hey faggot!). I am afraid�that I will live the rest of my life that way. I hope�to die a martyr. My father�doesn't speak up for himself to my mother enough. I like�masturbation. (There is nothing wrong with a healthy sex life and even less fault in being open about it.) I don't like�being so apathetic. In school I�listen well and ignore the work. I love�the way my stomach drops and my legs give out from a kiss of love. Boys�, depending on their attitude, can be incredibly sexy. It isn't nice to�fuck with people. Mother should�relax. My teacher�needs a bigger fucking vocabulary. There are times when�I want to act on emotion and break someone. I hate�hollow people. It makes me sad to�try to be happy. If I only knew�the way it was going to be, I wouldn't have done it. I would like most to�get out of this role. My home is�full. Father should�have an affair. People think that I�will bend over and take it all the time. I need�a tragedy. I dream about�kissing people and fucking people and getting raped and killing people. Sometimes I think about�getting someone to kill me. Nobody knows that I�(should I tell you? I'll get back to that one) The best thing that ever happened to me was�being born. The worst thing that ever happened to me was�being born human. I would much rather be a sparrow. My biggest problem is�my attitude. |