“Oh, no! My curse… it’s made me kill again! I can’t control myself!” sobs man who actually did all that on purpose

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

i havent done anything or been anyone ever

care and tenderness as violating and coercive acts. being forced into vulnerability for your own good by someone who does not actually see you as a person but as a symbol or a figure too valuable to let die. you have power over so much but not your own body. you have lost the right to risk. everybody cheered

hehehehehe * sudden moment of clarity that straightens my spine * what is this. who am I. * the clarity fades * hehehehehehe

The number of people that exist is highly suspicious. I know some of you guys are faking it