[dogmeat] i don't know who you are...
...but i must exorcise my anger at you somehow.
You are the most selfish person I have ever known, I know that I don't even know who you are or how I knew you. You cared for nothing but the attention of others and the accolades of the critics. You did not long to be loved; you longed to be adored, idealized, worshipped, placed upon a pedestal and admired. You self-inflicted your suffering so others would call you a martyr and notice you with pity in their eyes, and treat you with kindness out of shame for their unkind thoughts.
You were a manipulator, an abuser, a cheat, a fake, a lie. You did not do these things unintentionally, or out of illness, but because you valued your own life more than that of any other, and saw nothin wrong with abusing everyone around you in an attempt to build up your own self-image to the likeness of the god you could never be.
And I hate you.
Should we ever meet, in this life or another, I dream of exposing your falsitude to the world, ripping away the veil of lies you have constructed to make you look sympathetic, and exposing you as the charlatan and extortionist you are. You are an exhibitionist; shamelessly parading false emotions and false pains to the world so we will feel sorry for you, and creating false ties so we are obligated to you.
I have never owed you anything, and I never will. You will not posess me; I gave my heart to another, for whatever his troubles, he at least loved me. I hope you live in the knowledge of your failure; I saw through your lies, and I am not the only one.
- Dogmeat
You are the most selfish person I have ever known, I know that I don't even know who you are or how I knew you. You cared for nothing but the attention of others and the accolades of the critics. You did not long to be loved; you longed to be adored, idealized, worshipped, placed upon a pedestal and admired. You self-inflicted your suffering so others would call you a martyr and notice you with pity in their eyes, and treat you with kindness out of shame for their unkind thoughts.
You were a manipulator, an abuser, a cheat, a fake, a lie. You did not do these things unintentionally, or out of illness, but because you valued your own life more than that of any other, and saw nothin wrong with abusing everyone around you in an attempt to build up your own self-image to the likeness of the god you could never be.
And I hate you.
Should we ever meet, in this life or another, I dream of exposing your falsitude to the world, ripping away the veil of lies you have constructed to make you look sympathetic, and exposing you as the charlatan and extortionist you are. You are an exhibitionist; shamelessly parading false emotions and false pains to the world so we will feel sorry for you, and creating false ties so we are obligated to you.
I have never owed you anything, and I never will. You will not posess me; I gave my heart to another, for whatever his troubles, he at least loved me. I hope you live in the knowledge of your failure; I saw through your lies, and I am not the only one.
- Dogmeat