So am suppose to feel with this? Am I suppose to allow guilt to wallow in this pitiless, wait pitiful, creature. Yeah, fuck off.

Fuck feeling guilty. Fuck feeling like shit.

Fuck feeling damn it.

I think the night has finally gotten to me. Its depth of severity, its loving touch, and its cold remorse. The annoyance creeping in, the fancy dying and the world shriveling before my very eyes. Fragments for your heart to hear. Words made to brush by, and looks most defiantly not caught by the eye. Welcome. And goodbye.

Its most defiantly here, my evil is back.

Long ago it was a child, long ago… its crept back, sitting in the shadows. It knew it’s place. It knew when to play, and when the time ‘twas just too dire to live in. Its leeched on a world I created, and people I met. It had its folly and much more, consuming the world, with little left. I shunned it to death. I let it die. To take the deep hibernation of eternal life. But of course hibernation is temporary and life, is infinite. Oh yeah, the temporal phase has passed now, and it’s back, full force, and ready to strike. Warn the masses, call the leaders, watch your children.

My evil streak is back…

It’s out for blood, its out for tears, and now, its out for him. What a scapegoat. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it.

You know what? Power is so easy to attain. As well as inflicting pain. Its simple really, but true art nonetheless. Its easy really, but talent nonetheless. I could do so much, Iago my parrot, simple sweet Desdemona my victim. I could hurt, I could pain, I could do so much. I’ve got the means. By no doubt, I’ve the devil’s clouds, and his spears of lightning. But I don’t, why. Who knows. If only I could lose this heart. This horrendous beating muscle of blood and tears. What a horrid existence. Power without will. Will without Power. Life without ability, Ability without Life. Wow.

I won’t. I’ll abstain. I’ll keep it back. I wont do it. Yeah. I won’t.

Too evil for even me. Yeah, keep telling your self Priscilla, maybe soon enough you’ll get it.

Hah. Manipulative games are wrong. WRONG, of course you’re not listening, and of course, you cant help but think it. Well, tis your decision, your life, your morals.

Fuck.

Anymore?

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