confessions

(ooh, slutty victorian eras (: source: tumblr)

I have evil thoughts. I do, I did, I always have. Before I am myself, I am human. And before I commit my thoughts, I am still innocent. Until I am sure these feelings are true, unequivocal, I will do nothing. For right now, the looking glass is fogged and the truth is worn down by holes. As people talk, what is real becomes manipulated. But, time will tell. And uncertainty, too, shall pass. But know this. When I am finally sure of what I feel is real, you shall be the first I will tell.