Evil Mimicry of Me

I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike. My antique Shwinn cruiser is coming out of the garage and I am going to keep it at my apartment. It was like seeing an old friend yesterday when we dusted it off and filled the tires. I am trying to divert my attention from the negativity today and send my thoughts into sunshine. Dad, you know I look away so that I can deal with you actually. I do that with everyone. It is time to use your actual connections before our whole family line is not allowed to leave the state of MN. You knew that this day would come. You have a wire rimmed notebook that you would keep in the attic at 5335 Washburn Ave. S. Stay away from that vicnity. Look in the mirror and quit going into the victim/ little boy cycle. You do not have disociative identity disorder. You are just and asshole and you like to get away with it. Don't worry, all who claim to have it are the same. I always knew that it did not quite fit me. Tunnel through and different states of identity is what makes up the multicolored cube that is me. Take responsibility for your evil, very directly, in the mirror and use it against anyone who would go against ME. You are naturally next in this chronic illigitamate equation. You know who they are. Quick FAKING false memory.