some-random diarist

"Writing is a socially acceptable
form of schizophrenia.”

Hello, I'm Gixx and this
my very personal journal.


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On "I think we're better off as friends"
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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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He had no idea. 
In that one day I walked towards him, 
I set foot on my next prey.

His smell that reeks innocent goodness

aggressively numbing my senses, 
in a manner I've never felt before.

This ungodly hunger,

the thought of thousand things I can do to hurt him
I want, to slowly, passionately rip his skin
respectfully tear every part of him, 
bathe in his blood for my youth
and lay him on the fire of my vindication.

Like a psychopath's frenzy

The detail of his misery imbued in my mind.

For he was the chosen retribution,

Too fine for my own personal salvation.







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