Pride... Yes, it is pride that gives me the will to paint. To write to serve. It is because I wish to be pleasing, desired, envied... Because I wish to be remembered. Even if only for my bitter after taste
Greed- yes of course. I want everything. And some days nothing at all. I will not be soothed or eased, my wants are an endless cycle.
Wrath- Oh perhaps this is my favorite, I am a beast. I am a child. There is no reasoning with me If I am hurt. If I am disappointed I will lash out. And I will make sure you feel it.
Lust- I desire the flesh, I am exquisitely human, I would indulge in it I thought I would find an ounce of fulfillment
Gluttony- Defiantly. It is all or nothing with me. If I chose to partake in something, I will do so until I am completely submerged, until there is nothing else but my obsession. My desire what ever it he or she might be. I do not know how only to taste of something. I must make it apart of me. Until there is nothing else but ash.
Envy- Always,
I looked at those about me, I envy, and I covet. Small things, like a jacket or a pretty bag, Or huge things like a husband or a child. Sometimes I wish I could walk in their flesh and see it is feels more comfortable then mine own. I want to experience love and relationships in the way they do and so i could know if when they hurt if it is as someone is ripping apart their soul.
Sloth- I sit back and watch, things disappear because I haven't the will to fix them. To keep them. My thick walls provide a comfortable if not lonely residence. I cut off my nose to spite my face on a daily basis. And though I know better I will never change.
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