I do not think I have been hurt so much in any time over the past few months.
I do not talk, and when I do need to, there is stony silence from the other end. I am a magician, or thats what someone tells me. I dont wanna go anywhere else. I die. But something that should be long drawn out and painful, something that mebbe would keep my mind off the hurt.
I have a theory that pulling out my toenails, one by one, would perhaps hurt lesser than this. How many more days and nights?
I am tired... tired of living and dying, only to live and die once more.
"Every evening I died, and every evening I lived once again." I wanna get tortured.
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