Thursday, September 11, 2008
always same, but stronger
It was cold, I was tired, and I was shaking. My mind wandered into the darkest most self depricating places it could go. The energy was purely negative and the experience was truely unforgettable again. I was on my back in bed where the night before a witch was kind enough to give me a blowjob. I was hearing the same voices as I did in the other place and their words centered around the same main idea. For example, a favorite saying among the demons was that I was truely useless and hardly worthy of all their efforts to push me over the top. They would also say how much better off I would be if I were dead so they could have me for dinner. It was cold and I was tired and that was the beginning of a hellish journey that took its tole on me.
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