Subdue me (or have you already?)

I'm so full of hate.

I'm surprised a human being has the capacity to survive under such truculent conditions. I reserve all this spite for myself but for all the loathing it contains...

Water won't alleviate this headache, because it lies deeper than that... a subliminal throbbing. It's not pain so much as a swell of disgust. I recognize what I've become. I know but I don't care. And now I'm terrified sick of my disregard.

I pretend I'm someone new, but I'm just another girl swayed by you.