On Killing One's Self.

Oct 16, 2004 08:04

Nothin' says lovin' like your head in an oven.

- Sylvia Plath

Ok, maybe Sylvia never said that, but sometimes actions speak louder than words.

Now, I don't really want to kill myself. I only want to kill PART of myself. That would be the lazy, unproductive part. Unfortunately, I think that may be 95% of me.

Everyday is pretty much the same. I get by with doing as little as possible.

I sleep too much. I watch TV too much. I squander my precious time. And everyday I tell myself tomorrow will be different. I plan. I dream. Yet I fail to act. Paralyzed by my neuroses(self-diagnosed, of course), I'm coming to the conclusion that the over-examined life might not be worth living.

I need to die and be reborn. I need to rise up like the mythical penis from the asses, finally realizing that it has been only my own ass I have been fucking for all these years(metaphorically speaking, of course. Actually being able to fuck myself in my own ass would be an accomplishment of such magnitude that I would feel no need to do anything else with my life).

Do not fear for me, gentle reader. I think I am much more homicidal than suicidal. Get a life, you might say? May I take yours?

Ahh, screw it. Anyone have any good links for free porn?

cenobite

"Today your love, tomorrow the world."
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