Using, using...

I get disgusted at other people. I can find a hundred reasons why. I'll dig a hole a mile wide just to show you why.

And now... I'm just disgusted with myself.

I believe I'm a good person; I believe I have moral strength. I am furious at those who trade in morality for safety or selfishness. All I am is a hypocrite. I have only barbed edges to throw, and I'm starting to stab them into myself. I'd like to see myself ripped apart, just to know how it would feel.

If something doesn't change...

People lie and cheat and steal and kill and rape and torture and condescend and hurt other people, constantly. But what have I ever done to be virtuous? To be ardent?