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|About The Caretaker|
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here. little girlie. here's the light. here's the love. i know you want this. you know you know. you want me. want me. come to me. give me what i want. you want. give me you. it's not like you want it. you hate yourself remember. yeah well i love you. give you to me. me. me. me. me. good. cleopatra baby. gothic nightmare. too good. schoolgirl. smart and pretty. light brown personality. mediocre. clone. clone. clone. dial again. the line is busy. dial again. fade away. till yr empty like me. innocent one. pure as the moon herself. how i want to take that. make you mine. make you stained. make you imperfect. you little bitch. always thought you were better than the rest. not anymore. darken those scars. don't hide them. you know you want the world to see yourhurt. even if it's not quite so terrible as hers. as theirs. it's still something. why should you be ignored just because maybe you don't want to die. quite yet. just because yr not the most depressed. the most tragic. does that mean you don't exist? yeah so you carve holes in your arms. yeah. you want them to see that you can hurt. you want them to see. that you already do. little kitty shake that tail. walk like a model. smell like a rose. purr like the pussy mama you are. dial that number. sigh some more. it's not over yet. this is not supposed to look like the work of a psycho. i'm not a psycho anyway. i'm a sycko. there's a difference. my thoughts are not to be written in perfect calligraphy. not to be typed on a screen either. tobe scrawled. with big fat markers. in big ugly uneven letters. in an ugly little book. this isn't pretty ok. never ever pretty. red for blood. for passion. i like to write in red. i like to write big. the little not-interesting-enough-for-tv movie that is my life could just end any second. like. now. --k.t. |