There is a monster, inside of my body. It eats every positive feeling. It’s everywhere and awake, everytime. It’s not just eating the good feelings, no, everything. My heart and anything else. My mom tells me so often, that I’m a great person, that I have a heart out of gold. But it’s not true. I’m a very ugly, cruel… person. I have so many horrible thoughts about other people. I think about what would happen, if i kill somebody. Not myself but other ugly persons without a heart, like me. This monster eats everything inside me. One day, it will eats all of me.
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I no that monster iv got one of my own your not alone
Say hello to the monster within. Face that guy. Punch’em in the face. Hello monster, hello my good friend.
I know your monster. I have one of my own. Is it the same monster? Is your monster and my monster the same monster? I was just in a bar and watching the people filling their faces with food and alcohol. They were filling their monster. They were trying to keep their monster quiet, subdued and in control . The thing is that they can’t. The monster is inside, so how do you quiet the monster inside? Can you do it with booze and food and stuff outside? Maybe. Maybe for a little while, but it always returns. How do you quiet the monster within? How do you make the monster inside leave? That’s the question of the century. That’s the question everyone is trying to figure out.
You think everybody has this monster?