- Bomb Texas for freedom -

I woke up this morning with my hand around my throat. I was choking myself.

I heard a voice hiss in my head, “you fool, you stupid stupid fucker. You became what you hate.”

I trying to pry myself off, I tried to croak something out like “what the fuck did I do?” But to no avail.

The voice continued, “you’re gentrifying a neighborhood, you fucker. You were the chosen one, the one to drive the hipster hoards out, not join them. Everything we fought for is nothing now!”

As I still had control of my other hand I punched myself in the stomach. My hand loosend a little, I wanted to throw up but aphyxiating myself would only help me kill me.

I tried again, it worked. I pulled my hand down, and then pinned it under my knees. I was holding in the puke best I can.

“Bitching about a bunch of trustfund assholes on a blog isn’t fighting, and I did everything for us! EVERYTHING!!! Do you think I like it in Queens only a couple of blocks away from a psycho-ex? I did it so we can survive so we can move on, but no. You want to kill me. So sue me, I found a cheap apartment in an up and comer, and in the city? What do you want me to do, say no?”

My hand was still fighting, it slipped out from my knees then punched me in the balls. I curled into a heap instanly as it slapped me around a few times.

“Fuck you!” Said the voice.

“Fuck you,” I said back “I finally got everything in balance, work, school, an actual home, and I even met a girl. You were there for that, tell me your heart didn’t melt a little when you heard that accent? Fuck you, seriously I don’t need you. I even LIKE MY JOB!!!!”

I slapped myself a couple of times, a molar felt loose and I began to breathe in the metallic wet smell of blood. “The curse you idiot, you forgot about the curse.”

I knew what curse it was referring to. There were several on my head, but the biggest one and most feared one is ‘Great tragedity will befall, when things are it’s brightest.’

“It’s never been like this before, not everything ever clicked like this. it’s the first time since Lisa I’ve been happy. Fucking enjoy it.”

I was slapped one more time, “I’ll be there to tell you I told you so”

“Then maybe we’ll never see each other again.”

The voice went silent and I had control of my hand again.