Brought to you by the effects of Stockholm Syndrome from holding myself hostage for so many years.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
The Past is Like a Girlfriend Zombie
It nags. It is ugly. It won't ever leave you alone. It wants to cuddle with you after screwing you and messing with your mind. It constantly reminds you of what you need to change in your person, your lilfe. It wants to "talk" while eating your brains out, for fun. How do you get rid of your past? Is it as easy as a bullet to the head of the monster, the demon? What if that demon, that monster, is you? Do you just have to sack it up and acquire a taste for other's brains? I believe I have.