I want the deepest, darkest, sickest parts of you that you are afraid to share with anyone because I love you that much. And now I'm showing you mine. I'm but an average, untalented girl living in suburbia attempting self-discovery. I am ordinary. I live an easy life and yet I'm still unhappy; I'm hoping keeping track of my thoughts will make this easier to understand. I care little for other people's emotions. I lie to others to make my own life easier, but not ever to ease their suffering. I will not lie to you. My thoughts are my own, not easy words fed to me by my parents or my government. I am part of no church, and I believe in no god. The only thing I need to be saved from is my own mental unrest. I ate his heart then I swallowed his brain. If you don't love me back, I'll do it again.
actually, you don't even really need to forgive someone even if the person gets better. it's your feelings and the damage is done. you are entitled to ouch. but it sucks hating someone all the time isn't it? and blaming them for your bad parts even if it's true? i try to tell myself that i'm in control of my better parts. these bad people do not prevent me from being good. i am above their abuse.This was really wise advise, and it helped me immensely. Thank you for sending it xx
