PasketiTendrils

The principles set by society mean nothing; nothing to me. Fix your hair. Sit up straight. Don't cry. Emotionless zombies fill the Earth. I feel surrounded! I am not one of you! I will never be; can never be. I am a beautiful child, blasphemous by nature; awaiting the sweet embrace that follows life. The one thing, we can all count on. No matter where we stand in society; that one thing binds us all together. We're all human; we're all going to die; what makes you so special?

"Wallowing; Drowning in your own waters. Feeble attempts to claw your way back up, all put to waste by a movement of your mouth. I hate that you have this control over me. Over my thoughts. Over the way I act. Why did you have to pick me and not someone else? You literally make me want to die. And oh, the times I've tried. The countless times I've been wretched from the comfort of a blackening mind." ~~ I suppose I've slipped into another of those 'times', as they're called by others. Those times that all you can think about is pain, and how much you crave it. Call me insane, but I want that pain. I deserve to be punished. I nee