Monday, October 13, 2008
Insert explicit amounts of cussing.Of all the stupid shit Ive done, this is by far my most epic, blood remembering one. And yet, revelation has not dawned on me yet even after an expensive phone call to my conscience.WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING.More of a statement than a question, cause truth to the matter is, I wasnt. Period. And I am known to be the most obsessive paranoid analytical person ever.WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO.For the first time I can say with utter confidence that Im devoid of any feelings whatsoever. Its a kind of numbness that doesn't seem humane, that stick and stones thrown at me by my conscience has not settled down into anything. Its like throwing a stone down a never ending shaft, never hearing its echo.Like she said, maybe Im just too broken. Thats it, defected=me.-Give me something.