intelligent girls are more depressed
because they know what the world is really like.
Don't think for a beat it makes it better, when you sit her down and tell her everything's gonna be all right.
She knows in society she either is a devil or an angel with no in between.
She speaks in third person so she can forget that she's me.
The heavy smell of death hangs low in the air as the predator closes in on its prey. The human takes another step back, eyes flickering around looking for an escape.
There’s darkness around them, the street lamps out long before the human even noticed the predator. Now the two golden eyes are the only things that’s portraying the danger in the dark alley.
It’s a game. The predator playing with the prey in a silly game it’s going to win regardless of how smart the prey proves to be.
It’s been perfected for centuries, the tango they’re dancing. Fear and amusement mixed in one.
If it wasn’t because the human was going to die, they would have probably enjoyed the game, but their heart is beating dangerously in their chest, only making the predator even more aware of their presence.
The sound of the adrenaline-filled blood rushing through their veins is deafening and it makes the human swallow hard. There is no words that can save the human now.
I go by the name Kim Minji.
I'm currently living in Northern Europe.
I have a strong interest in psychopathology (the scientific study of mental disorders).
My cat is named Himchan. He's 5 years old and he's the bane of my existence.
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