i am edgar-allan-poe mad

My entire life seems petty now. How can I enjoy myself, get angry or be scared of anything at all after this. How do you fucking get over this. I guess you don't. I guess this is karma. I guess this is what I get for being a terrible person.



I'm shaking again. Can shock affect your neurological system?

I feel like I have no one to turn to. Who will sympathize with a monster? This I must face alone.

So many words and emotions. Sometimes my brain pops out of the english language and I contemplate it all from an outsider's point of view. They are just sounds. Sounds and symbols. But they can hurt. They can kill.

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Seeing you makes me want to shrink into the corner of my bedroom forever.