Aug 11, 2007 09:28
In an odd, half drunk way, I think that I know why I am here.
I feel like I am here to hurt for you.
i feel like I have an empethetic overdrive so that you don't have to.
Like I was designed o come here and take all of the spills onto myself and let you take all of the joys of life and existance to keep for your selves.
I am here to eat hate.
I am here to stifle misgivings.
I exist, right here, right now, so that you can exist unfettered.
Because I have been around for a while, a long time.