And so like poor Alice, innocent and foolish, I fell down the rabbit hole, into the underworld, where up is down, and food is sinful, and I am of absolutely no worth.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Hell is Empty
It's in this moment, when I am alone in the quiet, that I truly hate myself. I wish I could wash my hands of myself.
William Shakespeare once said that hell is empty, and all the devils are here. He was right. The devils are here indeed.
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