what i want is the indisputable freedom to do my worst and be seen at the height of my filth - and be worshipped for it. not in the way you might think, not in the way that seems to be for the best for everyone involved.
what i need is the justice of the universe to collaspe on its axis, crack down the center and welcome me with wide open arms in. i want to know that for every shady trade gone undetected there will be a reckoning.
what i would die to have is the darkness that comes for the light only found within. the peace of mind that births itself out of chaos and clarity's viscious cycle.
i want to be dark. like the dark side of the moon and the shadow of the tallest gnarled, all knowing tree. i want my shadow to be felt and revered, my blemished soul to be adored even as you despair of me.