Inside the minds of the insane and broken

Crying to surpass the pain(the arguments of the voices)

And there she wept her eyes out until she couldn't tell which was her tears or the water from the shower.  She stood there under the shower head, begging the hot droplets to wash her sorrow away. This was the 8th fight Leslie has had with her mother.  IT was becoming harder control the angry heat that threatens to burst from within her.

Raven: i say we kill her. she's really fucking irking my nerves, oh come on Leslie think about how quite it will be without her constant nagging echoing these halls.

Chloe:  SHUT YOUR COCK-SUCKING HOLE RAVEN! !that is still her mother, and Leslie loves her...right Leslie?

......Yes? Leslie answered,  she didn't know how to deliver an answer to that question.  She was unsure of how she felt for the woman who doesn't really meet the standards of a loving mother.   where's the warm kisses on the forehead or the mouthwatering smells of baked cookies filling the rooms?

Raven: "lights cigarette " Chloe if you ever flick those words off your tongue to me again i will string you up by that soft, delicate VIRGIN skin of yours....understand?

Chloe: I'm not afraid of you Raven i-

Raven: "smirks" you don't have to be afraid of darkness to become swallowed by it darling. ..

Chloe: ....

Raven: i'm tired of you gravel l Iike a GODDMAN WEAKLING! !! (Raven's voice rose, it shook Leslie's head and made her vision blur, Leslie clenched her hands on both sides of her heads and waited for Raven to quite down)...you make me heave with disgust Leslie. ...next time i will not hold back to speak my tounge .

Raven left, Leslie removed her hands from her head and stood from the shower floor, she didn't realize she curled up on the cold stone. She stood in front of the foggy mirror . she didn't bother to wipe away the fog, she didn't want to see how red and puffy her eyes were...and then she realized even in the foggy mirror, she was barley there she seen what people seen her as...nothing. ...like looking through a poorly cleaned window, no one is going to put in the effort to look through something so blurry,  so hard to see through. ....

Frightmonster: Leslie? dude? take the edge off...grab a cig, get dressed,  put on something sexy...we're going to party that lil sad heart of yours to the brink of drugged up heaven....