Unborn, Undying

You, no not you, you! You want so badly to know why I don't like you, why I can't stand the sight of you, why I dont want to be with you. You want to know that badly?

Well, here it is. All I see when I look at you is the reflection of my own bitter self-loathing, I see you and all I see is all that I hate about myself: my weakness, my loneliness, my wasted years and you ask me to embrace all that and smile, to wrap my arms around it and kiss it tenderly, to rest my head against its foul shoulder.

How dare you, how dare you make me face myself like this?

:EDIT: Well 'che...it seemed like a great post at the time!

posted by WM @ 09:22