Sometimes I wish I had a reason for my evil doings. And yes, I know what I'm doing is bad. But can I help it? I was born for this specific reason. I can't help but fulfill the life I was forced to exert.

You may think, "That's not true, you can do whatever you want."

To tell the truth, I don't know what I want 🤷‍♀️ I'm totally fine with what I'm doing. I can't think of anything else to do with my life.

My job is as simple as this: sabotage.

What kind of sabotage? I'm specifically assigned to mental and psychological sabotage.

I'm the one that fills your heads with those horrid thoughts.

I'm the one that creates those flashing movements in your peripheral vision when your sitting alone in a dark room.

I'm the one that makes you feel lonely when all the love in the world surrounds you.

I'm the one that makes you cry so much you feel physically ill.

Im the one that shuts you out from the rest of the world.

I don't create the things that cause you to feel this way.

Im the one that makes you feel that way.

I am your feelings.

I am inside your head.

I am clawing away at your skull.

I am manipulating your favorite memories.

I make your thoughts wonder.

I am the one that blurs your vision with tears.

I AM your depression.

I AM your ANXIETY.

I AM YOUR WORST FEARS.

I am EVERYTHING, and yet I am nothing.

I am HERE, and yet I am nowhere.

YOU CANNOT PUSH ME AWAY LIKE YOU DO EVERYBODY ELSE TO AVOID CONFRONTING YOUR INNERMOST STRUGGLES.

You CANNOT push yourself away.

Yes.

That's right.

I am you.

YOU are ME.

I AM your WORST enemy.

YOUR WORST ENEMY IS YOU.

YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THIS.

YOU ARE TRAPPED IN YOUR OWN MIND.

YOU ARE YOUR OWN JAIL CELL.

YOUR FREEDOM IS ONLY LIMITED TO THE POINT I WILL ALLOW YOU TO.

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😂

that's really funny.

yours really funny.