Being small that dwells within me, that contradicts the norms and ethics that tells me to do the opposite of what "I" do, which was dormant for three years .. . is waking up.
I do not like. I hate to hear it. Feel hatred. Impotence. I want to stay in hibernation. Not return. Gnome damned infernal. I'm fine. But I hear his words. Distant. From an abyss of loneliness and incertdumbre where I do not lean out again.
puts my mind go blank when it should be working and gives him a job when it should be blank, feeling without thinking. This story I
sounds familiar and not. It is a further step. I will not let go. I must be strong. Understand that life is not hunky-dory ... icing on the cake ... Someone
known since childhood awakened within me. It is the little monster you want to do evil. Still do not know what kind of mischief, but I'm sure is not good.
I hit someone, hit until you see my fists bleed.
not me ... He?
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