Hidden Place.

It's me. I want to kill someone. Just put my hands, around their neck, squeeze the life out of them, and choke them to the floor until their last moments of life is spent glanced up at me. I want people to see this murder, to step back in fear and surprise. I want fear, I want power, I want order, I want obediance. I want control.

Maybe it is my manipulative ways getting to me. Slowly turning me insane. I haven't a clue. I think I need help, but I don't want to ask anyone for it. I want to cuss and insult people. Friends, just say that I can do it to them, to be friendly. I don't want to make them cry. I am so deranged right now, I can say the things to have them on their knees in tears, willing to take their own life. Where is this anger coming from? Why am I doing this to myself?

Something is bothering me. I want to let it off my chest, but there isn't a legal way in this world to do it. I just can't kill someone. And I can't start cussing and abusing my friends, because.. Well, they are my friends. It'd be confusing. I can't explain. Don't try to help. I need help. But not your help. Or maybe I do need your help. I haven't a clue. Fuck, shit, dog, lesbian speaker. Ugh..

Pedophilic desires. Masturbation. Porn. Perverted dreams about females I know and have been with. God I am sick. Someone needs to stop me. Someone needs to imprison and lock me up. I need help.

Can anyone make sense of these ramblings?

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