Julian and Laura are getting closer. Julian is getting closer to the edge and the Paranoia. It seems to mirror my own proximity to hate and loathing. I can't seem to feel anything but hate and the will to destroy everything. Anything else is a falsification, a lie I tell myself and the world, and it's getting heavier and harder to carry the lie.
Don't tell them the truth, keep lying, the Paranoia says. Your masks are your only protection from them seeing you for what you are. Are you that stupid that you even share my existence with them? I'm the only thing that's kept you alive all these years - don't forget that. I know, I tell it. I won't. You're the only thing I can count on; the only thing that cares about what happens to me.
Let us close with both my and Manson's response to the women of the world...
Fuck you because I loved you
Fuck you for loving it too
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do
