Wednesday, June 18, 2014

what i know about sickness is that it makes you obsessive.

what i know about obsessiveness is that it makes you unbearable.

what i know about being unbearable is that it makes you interesting.

what i know about being interesting is that it makes you attractive.

what i know about being attractive is that it alienates you.

what i know about alienation is that it makes you love sick people.

what i know about loving sick people is that it makes you unconsciously susceptible to abuse.

what i know about abuse is that you welcome it.

what i know about being unassuming is that it is never obvious.

what i know about being obvious is that it is always hidden.

what i know about hiding is that it is essentially elementary.

what i know about childishness is that it is necessarily curious.

what i know about curiosity is that it is lacking.

what i know about lack is that it makes you crave a rich chocolate cake.

what i know about being rich is that you can pretend as long as you’re attractive.

what i know about pretending is that you can survive as long as you have your cake.

what i know about having your cake is that you can sustain keeping it until you force it out of you.

what i know about forcing it out of you is that you can pretend as long as you forget.

what i know about forgetting is that you can eat because you were attractive.

what i know about having been attractive is that you were once a part of yourself.

what i know about having been a part of yourself is that yes, you were taken.

what i know about being taken is that you can take until you forget.

what i know about forgetting is that you can remember until you also forget.

what i know about remembering is that it doesn’t happen often.

what i know about time is that the incident seems less likely.

what i know about blame is that it all falls upon yourself.

what i know about yourself is that i can orchestrate your reality.

what i know about reality is based on appearances.

what i know about appearances is based on being taken.

what i know about being taken is not within my reach.

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