"I believe some though  I am not a believer...I don't believe...No, I don't."

What do you want from me?

Ha ha...oh my! Wanna interview me?

Okay... let's see your questions.

Shoot.

What...Love?

Are you crazy? Maybe your brain is congested with emotions.

I have never loved a man or woman in my life.

I love my family. Family's love is okay for me. My parents can give me a wonderful cool love.

My siblings and I sometimes fight for even teeny tiny things, but, we never hate each other. We become stick together like fat woman's thighs.

Friends? Yep...the bond between my friends and me is too simple. Eat together, gossip together, nights out together.
We are partners in crimes, you know?

But, you ask me to love a stranger with passion???
Oh god, I will never ever do that.

I am not a kind of fool craving for a thing which is not exist in our universe.
I never expect to meet my Mr.Right. I have no time to do such useless work.

Lemme gossip a bit.

Some of my Facebook friends post dumb statuses on their Facebook wall.

Like...u-um, let me think...

Oh...yeah...

"He is my hero. I have never ever loved someone like him before. Now, I meet my better-half. Love you honey truly, madly, deeply."

Ha ha...funny, right?

Ridiculous, isn't it?

Too childish and she doesn't know nobody believes her. She's just daydreaming.

Oh my! how poor she is!

Also...I hate being a third wheel between the couples.
I don't want to hang out with my friends who have serious boyfriends.

Dammit, their douche boyfriends.

Oh...no...S-sorry for my language. I am outta my mind.

Umm... you just say lust. How can I say about it?

Some boys come around me. I just accept some of them to stay beside me for my lust. Only lust.

You know... I am just a girl made of flesh.

My body sometimes needs boys' body fluids. But, that's enough for me.

Let's say lust comes and goes sometimes. But love is not allowed to enter in my life.

Ahh... I am turning thirty-eight this year. I hope I can still enjoy my lonesome life.

I am the Queen. I don't need the King in my life.
All men are just douches.

Ha ha ha...

Fuck all of them. They all are perverts craving for sex.

Hey! Fuck off. Don't look at me as I'm an insane.
Go away. Bitches and fuckers.

Hey, Mr. Question! I know you want to fuck me badly.
Your cock becomes hard because of me, am I right?
I know I'm that sexually attractive to men, that's my congenital weakness and all men try to take advantage of me because of my weakness.

Pissed off, Mr. Hardy Cocky.
Shame of you being a pervert.
That's the cliche way you approach me.
I'm not that easy. Stay away from me.

Stop squeezing me. Stop!
Fuck your dirty hands off my body.
Let go of me.

Dick you all. Don't touch me son of bitches.

How dare all of you, douches. You all try to rape me.

Fuck off. Fuck off. Fuck off.

"Nurse...please inject diazepam 5 mg to this patient. Make sure she has no anxiety after injection."

Patient's Chart

C/O
Sleeplessness, mood swings, anxiety, agitation, progressively aggressive especially to the opposite gender.

Diagnosis
Manic depression, bipolar disorder.

Treatment
Lithium 300 mg t.d.s, IV diazepam p.r.n
*ECT p.r.n.

*ECT- electroconvulsive therapy

#Sorry for some rude words in this story, I use them in order to figure the MC's situation more intensely.
Hope you all understand me.

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