that word finding thing.
Crush. Malice. Kick.
That word finding thing that everyone did, kind of worries me. Because I got to thinking. Maybe the three words that stood out to you most show your personality. And if that is the case, I think I may be kind of violent.
Crush. Malice. Kick.
Those three words keep running over and over in my head, becoming one big, evil word like crumack or something. Now I feel as if I am a bad person who has done bad things, even though deep down I know I’m not.
Crush. Malice. Kick.
These words better get the fuck out of my head before I beat the shit out of them… Oops, more violence, eh?
Crush. Malice. Kick.
Crush. Fool. Kiss.
Yeah, that describes me pretty well. Crush is what I do. Fool is what I am. Kiss is what I want.
As for you, Erica, I wouldn’t worry about it.
Think of crush as having a crush.
Think of Malice as… well, there’s really no other way you can think of it. But it can be true, half way. You want to hurt people who’ve hurt you. It’s how you are. It’s how everybody is.
As for kick, see it as a temporary, often obsessive interest. Like, if you’re on a Boys Like Girls kick right now.
Here’s another reason: I would never do this for someone else. I’m in capable of being a good friend.
It’s what I want, or nothing at all. Maybe that’s way when things like this happen, none of my friends seem to be there for me. They’re only around when I’m in a good, happy mood, because I do the same thing to them. I would never spend my time trying to think or find anything that might make them feel better. I haven’t even perfected the remedy of making myself feel better. I only think of me. Me. Me. What do I want? How can helping her, help me?
You have no idea how much I respect you for this, and how much I wish I could do things like this, too.
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