pieces of what?

dear god(s) deities and idols..
most of all santa claus.

i did not ask for the moon
i did not ask for a long happy life, a full straight A yearly report, or even to come first in jap this year.
all i did was ask for a nice new pair of pretty skinny jeans.
in fact, you weren't even going to pay for them.
I was buying them for MYSELF.
all i asked for was you to keep other people from bidding on my precious precious jeans.
AND WHAT DO YOU DO?
CREATE SOME PSYCHO WHO SUDDENLY OUT OF NOWHERE BIDS 80$.
DO I LOOK LIKE I CAN FOOT A BILL OVER $50?
YOU .. YOU MEAN PERSON(s).

my heart = gone.
yup. i tucked it inside those jeans beautifully designed pockets.
they better magically end up in my postbox by the time im back from camp.
or else >=[


... this isn't working..
oh, my poor, darling tsubi jeans :'(
i hate the world.
i hate the way it spins on it's stupid axis
stupid delicate axis.
one day i'll knock it right off that stupid axis.
then you'll be sorry.