fucked up hello charlotte
@painfulhc
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You see, the Universe we've created is dying. Nothing exists anymore.
What can a miserable person like me talk about with someone this perfect?
Why, Charlie? Why did you choose him? Didn't we make a promise?
What kind of a creation am I if I can't carry your burdens?
Somewhere far away, a lump of meat lied there, devoid of a soul.
I close my eyes, and try not to think of anything. Looks like it's the end of my story.
On Saturday I decided. I will not give in. I will not become a victim. I will not get soaked in ugly colors. I will not become tainted. No matter what it takes, I will stay pure white.
You see, the final and sole goal of love is the loss of individuality. The ultimate death of ego.
We're flawed. We're born to make errors. We hurt each other because we are essentially egotistic. That's why I want to know you better.
Empathy, huh... you humans have a rather twisted understanding of it.
Would an entire ocean really be enough to wash all the ink off me, I wonder?
You never talk about anything that really matters, do you? Always all smiles and big talk. Talking, talking, talking, yet nothing you say has real weight to it. I'm sick of your smiling face.
All we can do is indulge in the memories of the past, no matter how distorted they are.
It's weird. I'm so desensitized to cruelty and violence that I no longer feel saddened or shocked by them. I don't think I'm capable of crying either. Or feeling anything really.
I was so fascinated with the idea of him that I failed to see him as a real person.
Charles Eyler had disappeared without a trace. I want to think he's okay, but I know better.
Have you ever seen anyone die a gruesome death and have an exact copy of them walk in like nothing happened a minute after?