Saturday, February 12, 2011

This and That

I'm leaving you. Because you're not worth loving anymore.

Sorry. I thought of it, and just had to say it. But that's the kind of honesty that shows how clueless I am sometimes. I work on tact, but it ends up mostly as silence.

I am going to beat you until you shit your pants. [some time later] Stop? Stop? But no. Remember what I said? I told you when I'd stop. You haven't shit your pants yet.

Generally I don't share the odd thoughts that fleet through my head.

You don't know me. You have no idea what I'm capable of. Sure we were friends, insofar as such a thing is possible. But nobody knows anyone. We don't even know ourselves. Just the shadows.

Sad thing is, not only do I mean it, but it's true.


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