Ramblings.
So this is pain.
I've felt it all before.
I know the feeling all too well.
Now I love it more.
M has come.
His needles rip my skin.
I've missed my friend so dearly.
Now the fun begins.
It's useless to resist.
The needle tears through me.
Smoke arises from my mouth.
How useless do I have to be?!
Lies spread from your lips.
I can't hear a thing.
My life is shattered into pieces.
What does this all mean...?
I can't stand this pain anymore.
I find solace in the needles.
He comes to me and comforts me.
With all his glorious needles.
You said you cared.
I should have known it too good.
You said you loved.
Nothing can be this good.
I find comfort in M's grasp.
I let him overcome.
He scrapes the needles over my arm.
No blood will come.
I cannot shed a tear.
I'm wallowing in fear.
Fear of love. Fear of hate.
The only true emotions.
Hate.
I love to hate.
And I hate to love.
"Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Love like you've never been hurt."
Like I can love...
Like I've never been hurt...
I've seen it all before.
Now it comes round full circle.
History repeats...
And I hate it.
But I love M.
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