" Why is there the urge, a need, the desire to lust? Why is there a pain each time one of this is lost? I see no need for any of this. It is an utter waste of time, to express and to share. It is an utter waste of time to lie and to deceive. It is an utter waste of time to depend, it is a sign of weakness. The inability to withstand bonds created by love and trust. Is there really a need for any of these bonds or emotion?

It is mere desire to look for "happiness". I tell you now that happiness can be found within yourself. "Happiness" can be found by hate. And hate in itself is an awesome feeling. It controls yourself from foolishness, it forms a barrier protecting you from giving too much. It is a hammer to knock down pertruding nails.

I speak to myself, it may seem like petty whines. But who the fuck should care? I live without trust, I live only by blood. "

One theory; shattered and mixed up.

"Created.Nutured.Perceived.Expected.Prevail.Future."

Silenced by a force empowered by desperation, the mind is fogged. Disturbing ignorance; unrest from what lacks. The impact of this oblivion, perhaps it is all but just mere paranoia. Led to realise hope,yet nothing more than a false prophet's preaching. The limits are soon to be breached.

I deserve some fucking respect too.