2005-07-28 - 12:32 a.m.
It Tells Jack All The Time
Sometimes, I think that it is too late for me.
That I killed the only parts of myself, that I ever loved.
Parted with them, like the sick addictions they were.
The parts of me that I did not kill, I lost to something much larger than myself.
The few remaining things that I kind of like about myself, somehow are never good enough. Nothing can stop the Loathing once it takes hold of me.
It tells me all the time.
It wants me dead.
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