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October 18, 2011
There are times in the night when the fury wraps so tightly around my lungs that I want to give in to it. I want to become it. Just to stop the pain of resisting. I want to sink into the darkness and let the rage control me.

Oh darling, please believe me. I wouldn't do you no harm.

Kiss me. Taste me. Feel that lust, that desire, that overwhelming need. God, but it's beautiful, isn't it? This passion that builds within you and turns your thoughts blind. It's beautiful.

Now understand, you will never know satisfaction. Not from me.