2003-04-19| 8:48 p.m.
Sometimes I disgust myself. The gradual emotional shredding of a person, knowing full well that I am stronger than you and that I can break you down single handedly, bloodlessly. The knowledge that he and I both can do this with ease, and that the process is intoxicating. I can't stand hearing myself speak, hearing the things I say to you and knowing how it all makes you crazy and hurts you [but not as much as I got hurt]. It's a sick power that no one should use, and I make myself sick.