dahmer

It pains me to say it, but I'll have to admit that I miss you, and that a day doesnt go by that I dont think about you. But for every ounce of me that misses you, there is another ounce that hates you.

It has been proven to me time and time again that all relations are obsolete. Survival of the fittest. Every man for himself. Other's are anochors that'll drag you to your death. Cast them off. Love is dead and out moded. All hail the new age of cold. Fuck every one.

Frustrate...aggravate...annihilate.