anger is the heart of greed and greed is the soul of the devil. i know too many people who have greed hidden in their souls. when i look at them i see a piece of the devil, but i keep running back to them like their my home. i think they might be. i feed off of their anger and that feeds into my anger. my anger is my home, it keeps me safe in my little box. im always safe in my box. my angry little box.
