I want to be my own person. Not Satan's son, the infamous antichrist. I want to be me.
I'm tired of walking the fucking fence. I had a pet dog once. I called him Dog, and he was nothing more, nothing less. Had I called him Killer, he would have been a killer. I wonder what would have happened if I'd named him Ice Cream. He likely would have melted.
I named my son Adriel. Angel of Death.
I just want to belong, Alexi. For once in my life. I just want to be. Is that so wrong?