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...Without Return...

There is No question, I am damned... I will end up in hell... However I will not end up there alone or take any innocents with me... the guilty will be punished on levels lower than I could ever aspire too... I just embrace the fact that I was born damned and that my entire life is leading up to an eventuality and an expectation of Hell... It can't be any worse than my current fucking life.. i embrace the desolation of the pit and the flames... It seems like right now my best and only way to fucking function is in seclusion where I don't deal with people... I spent most of the last week not dealing with the outside world not so much because I was sick but because I had decided to close myself off and take a break from the world.. sometimes it's seems this whole goddamn world is a prison and imprisonment for who i was another lifetime ago, I can't escape my past but i will escape you... Interesting to note you had a birthday the other day and it didn't even register... I didn't even think of you... my emotions for you have grown from love to pure unbridled hate to once again apathy, but realistically their will always be a simmering pit of emotion and hate towards you in my all too constant of late empty stomach.. I do hate you, I will enjoy seeing you in Hell... Hopefully you will get there first.

Current Mood: Hungry, Angry.
Faithless is she that says farewell when the road darkens.

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