

My secret loveHot flesh griping cold steel. A chill sting followed by a comforting warmth running down my arm. Drip, drip, drip, the sound of a growing crimson pool. Everything slowly fades away, a fixed trance followed by an uncontrollable urge, a growing thirst. I drink in a still stance, never moving, my troubles, my worries, the world around gone. My own utopia, no one enters, no one calls, just me and this fabulous feeling of euphoria. I know I shouldnt, but all my troubles, my worries, and a sick, sad world just melt away in this state of psychotic comatose. This is my escape, my imprisonment, and my punishment. My secret love.My secret love


My lifes pathEveryday I walk this dark, lonely path. A path I have walked my entire life. This path runs through a dead forest, nothing lives here, no animals, plants, or insects, just dead leaves and a eerie night sky. As I walk this path, one so familiar to me, like a home, I begin to notice changes. The changes are small at first, like a bad smell in the air that looms around me constantly, followed by the noticeable rotting of my surroundings. The sky darkens, I pick up the pace, so does the wind. Light thunder can be heard in the background, distant at first but rapidly growing. Soon the forest has turned into a swamp with the thick smell of death inMy lifes path
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Next patient...
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The world is a mess and I just... need to rule it.
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He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you, But to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God? ~Micah 6:8
Lol.
Just sayin' hi ^^
Hello and, Welcome to my little corner of the institution.
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I tried to take over the world, but got distracted by something shiny >:3
Somehow my mother didn't see the irony in calling me a little mother-f&*#!. -Jack Nicholson
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If loneliness has taught me anything, it's the value of a friend.
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Club -> R72 Infrared
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One must learn to read and write.
Keep a journal faithfully.
Know the present. Know the past.
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter.
Four Seasons in a year.
East, West, South, North.
In everything there is a purpose.
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