Some People Are Satanists

I am no longer worthy of his time When I told him I was sad he said he didn’t believe me. When I told him that I loved him he said he didn’t believe me. For the latter he was right I don’t like that he could be right I am lost but not because I lost him Because I can’t exactly remember what it was like to believe someone when they extended friendship or affection. I had a dream last week or last month and he was there but when he turned around he was someone else. That confused me. I think about how I was never really told that I was beautiful even though I always thought everyone was beautiful. I want to know what drew me to the devil. My actions are the voice of my subconscious so there must be something wrong with me. I think about slashing three of his tires since you only get insurance for all four.