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Bluelighter
your sexual deviations are disturbing to me and i fear you i wish youd never think my name again and maybe get diabetes
Solitude is as big a part of my addiction as are the drugs. Your blindness to my internal struggle despite my numerous attempts to articulate it bother me. My resent for you is invisible to your marmalade eyes. When this bomb goes off, I am human enough to wish for you to be out of the range of impact. Consequently, that same humanity wishes to employ the power of Thanatos and give up all vision of my existentialist ideals.
I pity you for being weaker than me. Multiple times a day, I cut the string holding the kite which is my soul by way of stabbing my vein with the hollowed out dagger filled with heroin. I further reinforce my destructive ways by enlisting the aid of many other substances to escape my pain. Though somehow, you manage to reveal yourself as weaker than I - the individual who just proclaimed to be completely aware of my wretchedness & hatred yet unable to gather the strength to change it.
I treat you like shit by ignoring for you days on end. You see color where there's only a shapeless cloud of black. There's nothing wrong with you. You are not weak. I am. My temporary bouts of insanity mixed with what Poe would call moments of horrible sanity are enough to keep me in a constant state of imbalance. I will never change. Better to seem like an asshole than the pathetic worthless piece of shit that I really am.
I don't want you to hurt. I don't want anyone to hurt. I simply want to be relieved of having the power to hurt you.
To my beloved cat, Spunky.


