Going, Going, Gone
I have now left almost every place with little to no contact of what was formerly connected to me. I do not want to be associated with anything I have made in the past and any platform that people have found me on and perceived me to be. What I was and am and will be to you is all a mere perception of what you created out of me and what image of myself I have so carefully intended to construct through every pixel and byte I have built for own page on the internet that is not even barely mine.
Even then it is not all pure and objective because you will have developed biases in your lifetime of whatever degeneracy and misery you have accustomed yourself to, and me never honest due to this pressure placed on me atmosphere per atmosphere by every one person that I have once held not even dear and the ones I will have to hold in the future expecting me to be nothing but clean and bright and everything wonderful that you have proven yourself to be far off from yet still have audacity to play pretend for, to yourself and to others.
I don't know who on earth in the likes of you are still looking up the stuff I write but my former site is no longer active because the thought of any of my thoughts coming in contact with people as putrid as you whom I have come in contact with is enough to make me wish to submerge my insides in hydrogen peroxide, scrub off my skin with isopropyl alcohol, and drench all the clothes that cover me yet unable to protect me in chlorine. Better yet, if I could autoclave myself, I so gladly would.
The air you breathe is enough to poison a room. Whatever you touch ends up rotting itself away. Whoever hears you speak ends up deaf. Your doings are of nothing but ill will. Your soul tar and your presence miserable, I wonder how on earth and in hell you even manage to get people to love and like you, and how you live about your day to day as if bearing no guilt, in fact proud of what you have made of yourself.
You are evil, though I am no more pure and sanctified than you are. You will live your days aloof to your faults, I haunted by your deeds, cursing you thus cursing myself. My faults too unclean and plague me worse. We are both sinners opposite as we are. May Lord have mercy on us both.