gave the job to a gay!
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Poor old carver, he always was a lost soul, stare he would, out of the windows during class, across the school fields and into the distance, a real dreamer, ambling without reason in his little fantasy world.
Its just a shame he couldn't quite adjust to reality, couldn't face the dark truth about the world as it is, the naked reality of a cold humanity, the pain and the sorrow would finish that boy whether he recognized it or not, spent far too much energy disguising the truth, repressing his urges, fooling himself.
And cost him dearly it did oh yes, make no mistake a marriage based upon lies and deceit are bad enough but when one is living a lie in its entirety then only trouble lies ahead.
I tried to help him so I did, I would hold his hand through his awful dreams, I would watch over him as he fantasised and it wasn't pretty I can tell you. An overactive imagination has the old carver yes indeed, horrific scenes of writhing meat and leather, bodily fluids in goblets of olde, feasts of flesh served raw on the bone, girating, pulsating, beating and tearing, hard in and hard out as the fingernails pierce, as full as can be, the cavities burst, a shocking insight to the mind of a sordid soul, a repressed individual not ready to be himself but soon, soon the urge will take him over, soon he will open himself to the possibilities of another kind of love, a lust, a need. I am already there at that juncture in time mickey carver, for me time is no barrier, there is no linear path for I am omnipotent, I am the ethereal, I am the wind and I am the vacuum of space, I am the atom and the anti-matter, I am in you as much as the blood in your veins and the air in your lungs. Realise this and ye shall become free, open yourself mickey carver you are ready to receive. Aren't you ready to receive carver? Aren't you waiting to take it inside you, deep inside mickey deep inside.
I can see the truth in the neon lights of your eyes, blatant you are, obvious indeed, an open book. Oh yes and a dirty book at that, open yourself mickey. Yes, unveil yourself.