Jan 20, 2005 19:41
What an emotional fruitcake. Give me what i want, then watch me savour it for one pissy moment, then destroy it for no other reason than for the fact that i hate myself...i punish myself and you suffer for it...and you could sit there and tell me what you think, christ, you could be fucking freud for all i care, and i will listen with nothing but the patience of someone who doesn't listen, but simply waits to speak...
give me your all. analyse this...but please keep in mind that you can't help me...you can't stop what you can't understand, and neither can i. trust me, i've lived in this carcass of deceit and hateful lies for all eternity, not just this life, and not only has it become painfully clear that i act out of nothing but spite, it's no longer aimed purely at myself...i will say i love you, and the last outpost of humanity and empathy inside me beleives that.. but it cannot stop hate. i will say i love you, and i do. but it wont stop me hurting you to hurt myself...