"In my restless dreams,
I see that town, well not really through the fog.
Silent Hill.
You promised me that Justin Bieber would sing
there again someday.
But he never did.
Well, I killed Justin Bieber…
In our “special place”
Waiting for you…
Waiting for you to
come to see what I did to Justin Biebers hair.
But you never cared.
And so I wait, wrapped in my
Matching pink leopard print blanket and dog collar set.
I know I’ve done a slutty
whore thing to you. Something you’ll
kill me with a pillow for.
I wish I could change
my outfit, but I can’t.
I feel so sexy and naughty
laying here, waiting for you…
Every day I sniff up the crack
from the ceiling and all I can think
about is how crazy it all is…
The circus came today.
They told me I could come
with them as an attraction.
It’s not that I’m a monster.
It’s just that this may be
a good publicity stunt…
I think you know what I mean…
Please tell me you know what I mean...?
Even so, I’m glad to be going to the circus.
I’ve missed the clowns terribly.
But I’m afraid, James.
I’m afraid of clowns who
want me to come home with them.
Whenever you come smell me,
I can tell how hard it is on you…
I don’t know if it's
me dying or acid I spit from my mouth…
Or maybe I just facinate you…
I’m sorry about that.
Well, your clothes anyways.
When I first learned that
Mira the dog was behind all of this, I just
didn't want to accept it.
I was so angry all the time and I
stuck mean post-its on everyone I loved most.
Especially you, James.
That’s why I understand
if you do still use VHS videos over DVD's.
But I want you to
know this, James.
Those were my clothes on the mannequin with the flashlight.
Even though our life together had
to end with the leave ending preferrably, I still wouldn’t
trade it for Alternate Apartment World. We had
some wonderful years together.
Well this letter appears to have lost peoples interest
so I’ll say Konami America can suck it.
I told the bobble head nurse to give
this to you after I’m gone.
That means that as you read
this, I’m already dead.
Or you didn't read and you killed the bobble head nurse instead.
I can’t tell you to get help,
but I can’t bear for you to
forget how terrible of a husband you actually were.
These last few years since I
became a circus attraction…I’m so sorry for
what I did to you, did to Justin Bieber…
You’ve given me so many reciepts
I haven’t been able to return
a single thing.
That’s why I want you to live
in hell, forever.
that's what God would do for you, James.
James...
Fuck you....
I see that town, well not really through the fog.
Silent Hill.
You promised me that Justin Bieber would sing
there again someday.
But he never did.
Well, I killed Justin Bieber…
In our “special place”
Waiting for you…
Waiting for you to
come to see what I did to Justin Biebers hair.
But you never cared.
And so I wait, wrapped in my
Matching pink leopard print blanket and dog collar set.
I know I’ve done a slutty
whore thing to you. Something you’ll
kill me with a pillow for.
I wish I could change
my outfit, but I can’t.
I feel so sexy and naughty
laying here, waiting for you…
Every day I sniff up the crack
from the ceiling and all I can think
about is how crazy it all is…
The circus came today.
They told me I could come
with them as an attraction.
It’s not that I’m a monster.
It’s just that this may be
a good publicity stunt…
I think you know what I mean…
Please tell me you know what I mean...?
Even so, I’m glad to be going to the circus.
I’ve missed the clowns terribly.
But I’m afraid, James.
I’m afraid of clowns who
want me to come home with them.
Whenever you come smell me,
I can tell how hard it is on you…
I don’t know if it's
me dying or acid I spit from my mouth…
Or maybe I just facinate you…
I’m sorry about that.
Well, your clothes anyways.
When I first learned that
Mira the dog was behind all of this, I just
didn't want to accept it.
I was so angry all the time and I
stuck mean post-its on everyone I loved most.
Especially you, James.
That’s why I understand
if you do still use VHS videos over DVD's.
But I want you to
know this, James.
Those were my clothes on the mannequin with the flashlight.
Even though our life together had
to end with the leave ending preferrably, I still wouldn’t
trade it for Alternate Apartment World. We had
some wonderful years together.
Well this letter appears to have lost peoples interest
so I’ll say Konami America can suck it.
I told the bobble head nurse to give
this to you after I’m gone.
That means that as you read
this, I’m already dead.
Or you didn't read and you killed the bobble head nurse instead.
I can’t tell you to get help,
but I can’t bear for you to
forget how terrible of a husband you actually were.
These last few years since I
became a circus attraction…I’m so sorry for
what I did to you, did to Justin Bieber…
You’ve given me so many reciepts
I haven’t been able to return
a single thing.
That’s why I want you to live
in hell, forever.
that's what God would do for you, James.
James...
Fuck you....