Friday, December 18, 2009

I am Jane the Woman

I'm scared.
I don't know what to do.
I'm not really angry anymore.
But I'm angry with myself for not being angry anymore.

The thing is,
I just don't want to talk to them.
Not for a very long time.
I don't even want to see them.

To have to act like everything is okay when it really isn't.
At least not for me.

You will never know,
And you obviously don't care.

Funny how that she can't pick up.
Don't push me.
I can fall by myself.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

I am Jane's Venom, Men and Expiry Date


Men are utterly disgusting.
Their habits,
Their behaviour.
Utterly disgusting.

I can't decide on whether I'm angry,
or sad.
So I shall just leave it as I am upset.

All the men around me are being assholes.
All of them.
I suspect the cause of it is that piece of meat dangling in between their legs.
And we all know that to solve the problem, we must get rid of the cause.
So I suggest either genocide or castration.
And eternal enslavery.

We don't need them to inseminate us.
We can just genetically modify sperms.
That way we can choose the best genes,
hence eliminating future problems as the possibility of creating an asshole is reduced,
And we will only select sperms with the XX chromosome inside.
Or even better still, genetically modify the XY chromosome into XX.

Men were mere experiments.
Their chromosome is a defect of ours.
Doesn't that explain their stupidity?
So by exterminating all men,
we are achieving Zero Defect philosophy.
Cultivating perfectionists and perfect beings.

I'm so sick of it!
It's not like both of them don't know me.
I feel so hurt.
I really don't know what to do.
And they both know very well how I react to things like this.
Is that what they want?

Maybe it's best I do that.
At least I'd be happy.

I have reached my expiry date.
I am of no use anymore.
They are all assholes.
And I refuse to associate myself with assholes.

I have been downgraded from friend,
to helper,
to just being there,
and then doormat.

But it is true what they say about an angry woman.
There is no nice angry woman in this world.
I don't believe in forgiving or forgetting.
I don't believe that you are perfect.
But I accept you for all your flaws.
Taking me for granted is a whole other story.
Do you expect me to forgive let alone forget that?

Being borned in the year of the snake.
I possess the true characters of one.
The Cobra
Full of venom,
Always alert,
ready to strike,
laying low enough for you to step on,
but close enough to sink my fangs into your skin,
injecting my poisonous venom into your blood stream,
causing imminent DEATH.
You don't mess with a snake.
She'll never forget.
Notice that Medusa is a female,
not a male.
They can't handle such power.
Weaklings.

I feel so fucked up.
And I only have two words to say to them

FUCK YOU!!

And FUCK YOU HARD!

I thought I'd be problem free after my exams.
But time and time again,
I'm reminded that trouble never ceases to follow me.