ericboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"I liked having hurt / so send the pain below\" - Chevelle Last night I delved into the practitioning of the fine art of self-destruction and got so fucking drunk that I blacked out. There are moments, a large chunk, in fact, of my evening that I don't remember. I just came here to Lestat's and the barista, the same who worked last night, helped to fill in the blanks. Fuckpissshithell! What a dick! I made a total ass of myself. I locked myself in the bathroom and fell asleep in the crevice below the counter where they keep the spare paper towels. Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!!! Ass! I am such a worthless piece of shit. If anyone has ever considered investing even an ounce of care in me, STOP NOW!!! I don't want to be helped, cured, fixed, or otherwise changed. Leave me alone and let me finish this experiment; this one that has me burrowing into the soul of a human being and tearing it apart, destroying it just to see what happens. I choose myself as the subject so this shouldn't concern you. Go away and let me die... ...in peace. 1:28 a.m. - 2004-01-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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