Trapped in a box of tremendous size
It distorts my vision, it closes my eyes
Attracts filthy flies and pollutes the skies
It sucks up our lives and proliferates lies
Trapped in a box, four walls as sky
Got a screen for a window about two feet wide
My mind rides and slides as my circuits are fried
No room for thought, use the box as my guide
Oh trapped in a box Im not alone
I know of others with a box as their home
Light only enters from a crack or a hole
Oh this is not enough for a human to grow,
Ooh trapped in a box
Watch the world as it flocks
To lifes paradox
And we're all trapped in a box,
Ah trapped in a box my life becomes void
And all of the thought for myself's now destroyed
Controlling my mind, what to eat, what to buy
Subliminal rules: how to live, how to die
Trapped in a box

I_______Aoife
Aoife is ________.
Aoife thinks a lot about _______.
When I think of Aoife, I think of ________.
I want Aoife to ________ me.
If I were alone in a room with Aoife, I would _______.
I think Aoife should __________.
Aoife needs ______.
I want to ____________ Aoife.
Aoife can ______ my _______.
If I could describe Aoife in a word: _______.
Aoife will never _____.
I hope Aoife never _____.
I _____ Aoife because_______________.
One thing i would like to know about Aoife is _____.
Aoife should go and _____.

"On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn’t put on foundation because I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert."


"Anyway, I started crying tears of blood and then I slit both of my wrists. They got all over my clothes so I took them off and jumped into the bath angrily while I put on a Linkin Park song at full volume. I grabbed a steak and almost stuck it into my heart to commit suicide. I was so fucking depressed! I got out of the bathtub and put on a black low-cut dress with lace all over it sandly. I put on black high heels with pink metal stuff on the ends and six pairs of skull earrings. I couldn’t fucking believe it. Then I looked out the window and screamed… Snap was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me! And Loopin was masticating to it! They were sitting on their broomsticks."


"Then all of a suddenly, an horrible man with red eyes and no nose and everything started flying towards me on a broomstick! He didn’t have a nose (basically like Voldemort in the movie) and he was wearing all black but it was obvious he wasn’t gothic. It was…… Voldemort!
“Ebony.” he yelled. “Thou must kill Vampire Potter!”

"Voldemort got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face. “I hath telekinesis!"




"Sudenly a gothic old man flu in on his broomstick. He had lung black hair and a looong black bread. He wus werring a blak robe dat sed ‘avril lavigne’ on da back. He shotted a spel and Vlodemort ran away. It was…………………………………DUMBLYDORE!!"



Den I gasped…………………………………………………………….Snak
 e and Loopin were in da middle of da empty hall, doin it, and Dobby was watching!1" AHHH


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