Remember Me?
Posted June 23rd, 2012 at 03:14 PM by Mikosage
Of course you don't. You have forgotten not only who I am, but who you were.
Remember when I came back and found you there?
Remember how I never returned? It was because of all the things I couldn't stand to see change, it was you. It sickens me.
You are soft. You are in love. And it was then that I suddenly saw how far we've drifted.
I remember your lessons.
Never get angry. Live your life. Troll idiots and have a good time.
But I was always tainted with a dark edge. My love for bothering people came not from a well of playful indifference as yours did, but from a dank, oily pit of hatred, no matter how hard I tried to be you.
You vaporized cities in the name of entertainment. I did the same in the name of suffering.
And now you are weak. You are a shell of who I remember you as. Your pedestal has crumbled, you are buried beneath the chalky remnants of a life we once lived.
And now I see things clearly. My destiny is not to live up to your greatness. My destiny is to surpass you.
Ever different. More savage. More poisonous. Our shell is the same but the colors that paint it are different.
As happy as you seem, I'm sorry you lost your way. But know that I don't hate you. The love I once had for you is still alive, still aglow under the layers of crimson that hide my heart, but what was once a raging inferno is now the fondness of a ghost.
Don't worry, my friend. I will follow in your footsteps. But my prints will be bigger, deeper. And the world will freeze in the darkness of my shadow.
Remember when I came back and found you there?
Remember how I never returned? It was because of all the things I couldn't stand to see change, it was you. It sickens me.
You are soft. You are in love. And it was then that I suddenly saw how far we've drifted.
I remember your lessons.
Never get angry. Live your life. Troll idiots and have a good time.
But I was always tainted with a dark edge. My love for bothering people came not from a well of playful indifference as yours did, but from a dank, oily pit of hatred, no matter how hard I tried to be you.
You vaporized cities in the name of entertainment. I did the same in the name of suffering.
And now you are weak. You are a shell of who I remember you as. Your pedestal has crumbled, you are buried beneath the chalky remnants of a life we once lived.
And now I see things clearly. My destiny is not to live up to your greatness. My destiny is to surpass you.
Ever different. More savage. More poisonous. Our shell is the same but the colors that paint it are different.
As happy as you seem, I'm sorry you lost your way. But know that I don't hate you. The love I once had for you is still alive, still aglow under the layers of crimson that hide my heart, but what was once a raging inferno is now the fondness of a ghost.
Don't worry, my friend. I will follow in your footsteps. But my prints will be bigger, deeper. And the world will freeze in the darkness of my shadow.
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And then I will get down to business, and after I finish there will be nothing to imprint anyones footsteps onto, as well as nobody to try to do that.
Where this text is from?Posted June 24th, 2012 at 04:19 PM by Take All My Money 
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I wrote it. Also you'll have to beat my wife to the punch. She's already made plans to stop my evil regime.Posted June 24th, 2012 at 06:45 PM by Mikosage
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