kill.me

the ego betrayed the self. a dare may cost me more than I was worth. why? intersections continue to suprise me, for better or for worse; i can not say. i need to mark this date. for something has changed, hopes may not last, but they exist and this day also includes the extent of my stupity, my worthlessness, the continuous failure of my persona. The animus and anima collide. maybe. maybe just a classic 'clash of egos'.

today i am not desperate, frustrated. I am afraid.

. fear .

i can only hope that the collective aids me. that a god exists. that i am truly wanting a future. this is my complex today. one that never visited the trash bin. most of what is written here does not make sense in its entirety. but meanings flow through the phrases. this is the puzzle. i leave for me.

save me