The Confessional Booth

Nobody has earned the right to break me. Pull yourself together.
 Note to a man: I wanted you to break me.
 Note to break: you taste too much like the Donner party
 Note to donner: its not funny you had to eat each other, my apologies
 Note to myself: I've concluded I am only good for 3 things:
                        fighting, fucking, and whore movies.
 Dear whore movies: the only reason I stopped watching you is because the villain never lasts for more than 5 minutes
 Dear villains, stop using cliche as housing projects
 Dear projects, you are no longer allowed to take taxes from poor people
 Dear people, you are no longer allowed to contribute to a society if Mitt Romney ever became president
 Dear society, stop telling me its not OK to be masochistic,
 Dear masochistic, why are you just hanging there?
 Dear Marie Antoinette.....
 Dear reader, you thought I was breaking form, didn't you?
 Dear form, you are prettier with the lights off.
 Dear off, I hate mosquitoes if my blood's sweet, I'll give it to a sadist to wear  
 Dear wear, stop telling me what myth is housed in my bones
 Dear bones, I am not a drowning mermaid
 Dear mermaid, if you are reading this, then you realize I lure men to their deaths
 Dear DEATH, I've always wondered if your a lower case or a capital letter
 Dear letter: I'm sorry this took so long, but I've finished.
                 If you can't understand, use an animal.

 Then sacrifice me.