You arrogant son of a bitch. Did you really think you would have been able to hide from me? Did you really think that I would let that slide? How long did you think you would be able to play around in my head? You want to open doors, just to see whats there, try to torment me with memories? Guess what asshole, wrong fucking door last night.
For those of you following along at home, the last while my dreams have been kinda fucked up, the last two or three nights its been almost as bad as its ever been. Also for about a week or so there have also been what I thought were two entities somewhere near by. Seems I was a bit mistaken in that one. I'm pretty sure now that there is only one, wanting me to think there were two, I'm guessing so I wouldn't completely focus on it. Well seems that there was a connection between the two things happening and I'm kinda irritated at myself for not seeing it sooner.
Regardless I caught the bastard trying to poke around my head again last night. For whatever reason it was nibbing around my head trying to find something. Well it found something alright. Something I can't believe I had locked down again at one point. The fun part now is, now I remember exactly what it is. Guess what else, yeah, its old, I'm older. I'm sure of that now.
So guess what you son of a bitch, you want to play, lets play. You are not the one who will bring me down.
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i think it's funny that you said for those of you following along at home...so i'll need to talk to you about this, now that i've read it when you get time again.
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