Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you keep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why don't you sleep, Wolf?

Why can't you sleep, Wolf?

Is it impending failure that keeps your mind a buzzing like the bees?

Is it the risk of losing it all, again?

How pathetic.

You with all your grand and glorious dreams and hopes...and look at you.

Disgusting.

Your boot treads are less filthy.

And the wort part is that you know I am right.

Isn't that so, Wolf?

Not so mighty anymore, are you?

Lost your girlfriend...your friends... Your grades...your family.

Most of all you've lost your mind.

YouTube videos? Gaming?

Snickers and jolly ranchers?

No wonder you don't function anymore.

You gave up what made you strong, little thing.

You stopped eating. Stopped training. You lost your little spark.

What happened?

Girl break your heart?

You deserved it.

You weren't a man. You're a coward. You're a lowlife that runs from trouble. You don't volunteer.

You don't try.

You are a wretch who cannot save himself , let alone your so called friends.

So what will you do about it?

Waste away your precious nighttime?

Lose sleep over me?

Hmm. It's amusing to make you squirm.

You know you have to tell them you're failing some time.

And when they find out?

Back to the basement for you.

A twenty one year old loser in his parents' house with no job, no woman, no life...and most deliciously... No hope.

You wear that uniform to hide what you really are, you little shit.

You put those boots on to make it look like you've got a spine.

Having that blade and being able to use it are two different things, you worthless piece of dog shit. Your own bitch of a mother called you a disgrace. Your only friend is your ex girlfriend who took pity on you. Your other ex is probably banging that boy, Jordan. Look at you, dog. You bow to the master that hands you a leash. You do as you are told. You behave because it is expected of you.

What would your sister think of you if they knew you fucked a girl younger than her? And your parents? Oh and don't forget that doting grandmother of yours.

They will see you for the lustful, lying, weakling you've always been.

The real reason you bend to everyone else is because you never could fight for yourself. They protect you. Not the other way around.

You didn't save Ellie. She didn't need you. She's gotten on just fine.

And Rachel? She gets more than you ever will...and the kicker? She is happy, you twat faced cum stain.

Look at yourself.

No really. Look.

Do us all a favor and take the next train...to hell.

Do it right. Face it like a man. And let us see you go where you really belong. After all... You should burn for your sins...


So tell me, Wolf...Why. Don't. You. Sleep?





Oh...and Wolf?


Don't be late for class, tomorrow...or should I say, today...