thunder in our hearts
i’m having emotional trials with everybody today.
i’m now officially being a complete jerk to someone who loves me, as a form of self-defense. dear victim, i do apologise for ripping out your guts, but unfortunately i can not allow myself to be kind because that would encourage my own positive feelings towards you. you’re so hugely important to me that it has become absolutely imperative that i destroy you lest i be destroyed.
and since i wrote the last paragraph, you’ve just suggested marrying me. i would. then i could be awful to you until the problem is fixed, and you wouldn’t be able to escape.
if i only could
make a deal with god
get him to swap our places
be running up that road
be running up that hill
be running up that building
