chapter 36 : sane

and maybe just maybe, i have this sick psychotic elatedness while reading your misery. it isn't a retribution i am reading about, well i am not exactly sure anymore. but the thing is, your words of pain soothes certain scars and wounds. i dare say, this is good. but i can't say if it is enough. you will lose this battle. and i will still be standing here to watch it all. this sick cycle spinning around? do you see it? it has been spinning since everything started. since everyone crossed paths. i am insanely inhumanly selfish to the extent that i would rather that no one ends up with anything and that if i have to take the fall, everyone else will take the fall, along with the burnt bridges that i would had personally set on fire. don't get me wrong, i am not asking for anything or anyone or any consolation or any pity. save it. because i rather be run down by the train than empathy over something that cannot be fathomed. how long would i keep this up? not too sure. it is perfecly safe in this realm of sanity. i think i will stay here for the moment.