...warning. This is not a happy story. This is not a cheerful story.

This is also not a finished story.

This is my sadistic urges trying to let me write them out and failing, although yes, it's got a taste of cruelty...

...not enough, though.

Not enough.

I want... gods.

I want to make someone, something, hurt and suffer and cry for me, just now. I'm in a very vicious mood.

And so far, although writing is proving quite interesting and fairly satisfying... it's just not the same, y'know?

I need to feel flesh beneath my fingers...

...or barring that, I need to make someone hurt online. I need to make it happen NOW.

Incidentally, if you haven't been reading cdghost religiously, just do me a favor and check out this entry... and maybe the one after it... *grins* Minimalism at its best. Or most deranged. Hard to tell the two apart, sometimes... thank you, cdghost. You've darkened my evening in that indefinably wonderful way. *shrug*