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I'm 5ft 7. But I have a lot of weight behind me.
I mostly get my violent impulses out in my dreams.
Quite often I have violent dreams about my sister. I mean bashing her brains out on the pavement level of violence.
IRL I just don't get why she doesn't like me. I have this fear that my Mum doesn't really like me either, and that it is my fault, because I'm essentially unloveable.
One of the main reasons for my brief and badly thought out marriage was that my ex loved me even though he knew me.
Can you tell my therapy session brought a lot out last week?
Anyway. I have never had a really good fight.
I worry that if I was ever roused to that extent I would end up killing someone or being killed.
And right now I have no friends I can turn to to help me bury the body. Now that's a real friend. Oh, Dani, maybe. I worry she is too moral.
Limey also maybe. But I'd have to get the body all the way up to Arran!
Can't be a bloody death then... too much seepage.
I'll leave for a while, while I plan this properly...
Oh, and can you all be my character witnesses if I am accused of something premeditated?
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