Saturday Aug 19, 2006

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It watches me. It sees the hatred in my eyes, well hidden behind courtly graces. It listens. It knows the terrible darkness that hides behind my well rehearsed lies. It waits for me at the edge of sanity. It tastes the pain in my mind, the yearning to end this charade. It makes its home in the darkest pits of my soul. In the shadows it bides its time. It patiently waits for me to open my eyes and realise that it is by its will alone that I draw breath. And I come ever closer.
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nyiro:
I like your view on things... manager gives out because their ass is on the line and know you are good at waht you do.. do you mind if i borrow that philposhy for the next couple of weeks??

Thanks for the belated birthday wishes!
phantasy:
If you are talking about sadomasochism then I can relate to that. I think we all have desires that we wouldn't vocalise, it's normal. I think about some freaky ass shit that I would never tell a soul! I hope you can find someone to explore these things with. It isn't easy to find one though, I know.

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