I'm a kleptomaniac. I think nothing of stealing what I want. I never steal from people I care about - just foodstuffs and stationary, clothes sometimes, and only ever from big department stores.
I border on alcoholic. I abuse substances, and subsequently abuse people. Never illegal, though - I happen to be one of those ornery bastards that everyone knows is doing something terrible, but no evidence can ever be found to incriminate. I dispose of it... thoughtfully.
I could be a compulsive liar, I don't know. After a while, the lines between truth and fiction tend to blur beyond the point where they can't be defined anymore. I believe my lies, and I disbelieve my truths. I've disordered all my memories.
I'm bisexual. And it hurts my dearest friends because sometimes, I can't tell the difference between lust and love, infatuation and amity. I confuse them. I disturb their identities. They're ambivalent, often, because of me.
I am cruel. I play people's games against each other, orchestrate events so that the machinations of one side are entangled with anothers. I set people up to watch them fall.
I border on alcoholic. I abuse substances, and subsequently abuse people. Never illegal, though - I happen to be one of those ornery bastards that everyone knows is doing something terrible, but no evidence can ever be found to incriminate. I dispose of it... thoughtfully.
I could be a compulsive liar, I don't know. After a while, the lines between truth and fiction tend to blur beyond the point where they can't be defined anymore. I believe my lies, and I disbelieve my truths. I've disordered all my memories.
I'm bisexual. And it hurts my dearest friends because sometimes, I can't tell the difference between lust and love, infatuation and amity. I confuse them. I disturb their identities. They're ambivalent, often, because of me.
I am cruel. I play people's games against each other, orchestrate events so that the machinations of one side are entangled with anothers. I set people up to watch them fall.
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