So, this snobby salesgirl at this shoe store was like, “your feet are too big for this shoe,” because I’m a size 11. And I was like, “um...so what?! go in the back and find my size, betch!!!” The song, “Shoes,” just kind of tells that story. That was the first song I ever wrote.
Then I wrote some more songs because there was a lot bothering me. Like one time I asked to borrow my friend’s top and she wouldn’t let me. That sucked. So I wrote, “Let Me Borrow That Top.” And then I was tired of being left out of conversations in the cafeteria, so I wrote, “What R U Guys Talking About?” And then I kept writing, and then my mom was like, “What’s all this song writing? Why aren’t you doing your chemistry homework?!?!” and I was all, “because it sucks,” and she was all, “don’t use that language,” and I wanted to betchslap her but I refrained (vocabulary word; see, I actually do READ sometimes; i just don’t read textbooks and crap like that).
And now I’ve got a CD with a bunch of songs, a video on YouTube and stuff, and T-shirts, and I’m performing at different places and stuff, and my friends are all psyched for me and driving me places. And the best is I recorded my mom yelling at me one day and made a song out of it, “Where Do You Think You’re Going in That?”. That’s my way of saying, “stop yelling at me, betch! I’m going to get what I want!!!”
"""""warning! this is not a joke! carry on reading! or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning!
ONCE THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL CALLED CLARISSA, SHE WAS 10 YEARS OLD AND SHE LIVED IN A MENTAL HOSPITAL, BEACUSE SHE KILLED HER MUM AND DAD.
SHE GOT SO BAD SHE STARTED TO KILL ALL THE STAFF IN THE HOSPITAL SO THE GOVERMENT DECIDED THAT THE BEST IDEA WAS TO GET RID OF HER SO THEY SET UP A SPECIAL ROOM TO KILL HER, AS HUMANE AS POSSIBLE BUT IT WENT RONG THE MACHINE THEY WERE USEING WENT WRONG.
AND SHE WAS SAT THERE IN AGONY FOR HOURS UNTILL SHE FINALLY DIED.
NOW EVERY WEEK ON THE DAY OF HER DEATH SHE RETURNS TO THE PERSON THAT READS THIS LETTER, ON A MONDAY NIGHT AT 12:00 SHE KREEPS INTO YOUR ROOM AND KILLS YOU, BUT SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY SLOWLY CUTTING DIFFRENT PARTS OF UR BODY THEN WATCHES YOU BLEED TO DEATH IF YOU DONT SEND THIS TO 20 PEOPLE BY MIDNIGHT SHELL BE COMEING TO KILL YOU! SEND IT SO SHE HAS ANOTHER LOAD OF PEOPLE TO GET AND FORGETS ABOUT YOU DONT BELVE ME HEY?
EXAMPLE 1: JENNY DIDNT BELIVE THIS AND DELETED IT WITHOUT EVEN READING THE WHOLE THING! A FEW DAYS LATER ON THE MONDAY NIGHT SHE WAS WOKEN UP BYE LOUDE FOOTSTEPS AND HEAVY BREETHING THERE WAS CLARISSA STANDING THERE WITH A HUGE KNIFE AND WELL JENNY IS HISTORY NOW.
EXAMPLE 2: TOM ONLY SENT IT TO 5 PEOPLE CUZ HE THOUGHT HED BE SAFE AND IT WAS PROBLY JUST A JOKE BUT OH HOW RONG WAS HE! HE DIED THE NEXT NIGHT ON MONDAY AND ILL TELL YA NOW IT WASNT PRETTY(JUST CUZ HE SENT FIVE HE DIDNT COMPLETE THE TASK)
EXAMPLE 3: JOANNA SENT IT TO 19 PEOPLE SHE THOUGHT IT WAS CLOSE ENOUGH AND WOULD DO BUT SHE WAS WRONG SHE DIED THAT NIGHT ON A MONDAY AND ONCE AGAIN IT WASNT PRETTY
