Post by adrienne mallory rivers on Jul 17, 2010 22:06:09 GMT -7
xxbanana banana banana terracotta banana terracotta terracotta pie!
BANANA BANANA BANANA TERRACOTTA BANANA TERRACOTTA TERRACOTTA PIE!
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Adrienne stared down at the food that had been place in front of her warily, as if thinking that if she so much as moved the wrong way that it would jump out and strangle her. Don't trust it, whispered Three O'Clock, one of several voices that frequented her head, don't trust anything around you, everything has eyes, it's all watching, be careful. "Sniggerwart, geschiftermaner," Adrienne muttered under her breath. She leaned a bit to her left, freezing in a rigid poze that made her look like some sort of deranged hunchback. What was the name of that one freak in the Disney movie the nurses made her watch? Quasimodo, wasn't it? Whatever the case, Adrienne certainly did not care. Her nurse sighed, folding her arms, as if expecting that the young girl was going to eat of her own accord. She should know better by now.
The years had passed by slowly before Adrienne, and the long hours she spent holding her strange poses she racked her brains, trying to recall a time where she had eaten something other than game pieces put before her. But the nurses were catching onto her now, Adrienne had not played a game with small pieces in a long time; if she got to play any games they were with cards. Those she could not swallow whole, they had to be chewed first. Which would give any nurse in the area enough time to make her spit it out before she could swallow. Adrienne did not budge an inch, her blue-gray eyes were fixed in a cock-eyed manner, she did not even blink them in spite of how blurred her vision was becoming.
"All right now, Adrienne, you know I don't like doing this," said the nurse, scooping up a spoonful of whatever that sorry excuse for food was and forcefully shoving it into her mouth that had been closed. Well, Adrienne certainly was not going to be of any help to that sort of thing. Once the repulsive thing had been placed in her mouth she left it open, so bits of it slopped down her front and back onto the table as well. She knew that if she did not eat they would stick her with the dreaded needle, but that was better than this.
"273-987-6442, 273-721-0904, 273-881-1124," Adrienne muttered, lapsing into her routine of saying the phone numbers she had memorized aloud. It could take her hours to get through them all, but it was a given that she wouldn't miss one, not ever. Adrienne's numbers became slurred as the nurse practically forced food down her throat. She paused only to gag a bit, but when the nurse had finally given up on her, Adrienne continued at full speed, not paying any attention to anything around her.
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is there a perfect way of holding you baby?! (liar!)
VICINITY OF OBSCENITY IN YOUR EYES!
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Tagged: Open
Notes: I have a feeling that I'm going to have lots of fun with Adrienne...
Lyrics: Vicinity of Obscenity - System of a Down