Praise Be The Spiders!
I wonder what it will feel like to give into it. To relish it. What'll it take to get that looseness, y'know? I guess it's like giving up on my character. I don't have the capability to give up, as of this moment. I don't got it in me. What a shame, that I still believe in good. That I see a world, not a country. Not a dollar. What a faggot! I guess I don't really know what other people are. I'm finally starting to lose my empathy. I'm finally starting to lose my religion of love. I'm loving it. You're not supposed to document a character assassination of the self. I think it might be more useful for a kid who doesn't speak English to translate what I'm saying, to know who they've got to kill. Because those empathetic, those loving enough to murder for the right reasons, are not gonna be in the USA. God would have to do miracles again. He doesn't seem interested in doing that in any way that matters. A foreign kid better than me w...