There is no controlling it. No pleasing it. No getting rid of it. Over the years it has been growing with thoughts of "cut them", "burn them", "make them suffer for their stupidity." It just gets stronger. My will to do "bad" gets stronger. I have learned to just except it. I find these thoughts empowering, exciting, erresitable. It makes me happy to think of others in pain. It's the only time I can be happy by just a thought. It makes me happy to think of others bleeding from a wound I made. Oh such happy thoughts.
Norealidentity Norealidentity
26-30, F
1 Response Jul 27, 2010

Why would you want to turn around? Embrace it and have fun.