Blarbs

7:The First Thing She Would Never Admit

Prompt: I wanted you to be enough, I wanted that so badly. But I'm not like you. I'm not finite. I'm an endless void to be filled. 

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I'm not satisfied and I will never be satisfied.

I want to be famous, have people cower at my very name while throwing themselves on the ground kissing the path I've walked on. I want to know the deepest darkest secrets in people's hearts, the things that they hide in themselves. I want the finest brands of food, the best lackeys this world can offer, the oceans and forests and creatures that live within them. I want everyone who's ever hurt me to get so crushed and beaten on they'll never be fixed. I want everything. 

And I don't think I'll ever stop. 

It's like there's this well inside me that goes down for miles and miles with no sign of a bottom. Maybe, maybe it would have changed when I was younger, if they had given me what I needed. If they had cared enough, made it so that I would end up wanting only a little. You were the only one that bothered to do so, the only one that I don't want to take over. You tried so hard, but it wasn't enough. (I doubt anything will be, anymore). 

So leave me, please.

I know I don't feel that way now, but eventually it will grow. I want so badly to be by your side and laugh with you, live with you, finally feel whole. 

But I know that if it happens, then I'll take the things you've given me and demand more, force out all the love you'll have to give. I'll wring out your innermost thoughts and desires until they've become wholly mine. You will be an empty shell, and I don't want that. It will crush me to pieces.