I want you to tell me that I am horrible and ugly. Someone must do this so I can know that people are still being honest. I need to be hit so I know that the people who don’t hit me really don’t want to.
You think I sound thoroughly deprived of self-esteem. I don’t think I am, though I think I am quite deprived of common sense. But how can I have common sense when there is so little sense to be made of anything people say or do. And I think about what I do. . .I don’t usually feel like hitting people, but I do often want to tell them to just GO AWAY, and possibly push them. And there are a few that I want to restrain in any way, pin down and interrogate until I get all the answers I want.
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1 comment:
HAH!
I bet if I said whatever I wanted you'd care!
Um.
Maybe you wouldn't though.
In which case! I'd be a fool to say it!
But I am a fool.
If I told you you were horrible and ugly, you would only know that the whole foundation of humanity's universal soul had had a shift, a sick wrenching slide along a faultline schism, that snapped a great groaning crack in it and caused everything honest to drain out.
Pin me down all you want, you'll get the same answer.
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