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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenka featured in "Letters to Milena,

Learning how to use Tumblr this late is the earliest experience I'll have to feeling like an old person trying to use modern technology.

— Donte Collins

opiate

a muted addiction with tragedy tailing it.

there's just something about being in the purgatory between love and hate. it's defacing me and what i stood for, yet i find myself wanting to grovel. in all means desperate, could you forgive me for upsetting you? there's no guilt nor shame, yet; my fingers still tremble when i see your name. i hate you like a vice. you are nothing more than a parasite, yet i can't get enough of how you shape me into an addict.

promise to never keep me sober, and i promise we won't ever part. i know you have nowhere else to run to. walk with me instead. nobody gives a damn about you and your tender heart as much as i do.

...why wait?

I know I’m horrible. Awful. I’m a bad person, I’ve done horrible things. But when it comes to you, I just can’t bring myself to care. I’ll do even worse for you, darling. Anything. Even if I become some unrecognizable monster, you’ll still love me, right?