GOD YOU WERE ALL TEETH, LIKE SOME KIND OF RABBID ANIMAL. i needed to put you down but i couldn't. this ugly thing inside of me wanted you to ruin me to irredeemability; maybe then i could wallow in this dread. if i was unfixable, maybe i wouldn't be so guilty all the time of not being better than i am. i don't think you would do that, though; the problem is me.
why is it alway me? do i deserve it?