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#15 Greed

I want to die.
I want to go on a murderous rampage.
I want everyone to feel like I do.
I want everyone to suffer with their blood as evidence.
I want to show them.
I want people to know me.
I want people to love me.
I want just someone to love me.
I want someone inside me.
I want them to choke me and hurt me.
I want them to stifle me until my eyes weep boiling tears.
I want not to cry.
I want not to be so god damned vulnerable.
I want people not to hurt me.
I want my father not to hurt me.
I want his wife to stop interfering.
I want my mum to be proud of me.
I want not to live a deadbeat life.
I want not to live in her loft and cry myself to sleep every night.
I want to live.
I want to see the world.
I want to meet new people who love me.
I want to be worshipped.
I want to be unconditionally adored by everyone who reads me.
I want to live.
Fucking God damn it to Hell, I want to live.

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