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- Joined
- Oct 16, 2024
More unscrupulous with each passing day.
It’s a lot like erosion—slow, steady, and inevitable. The increase in unscrupulousness might not always be obvious, but over the last couple of years, it has undeniably shaped me.
At first, I tried to become more unscrupulous intentionally. I did this because I disliked my weaknesses and craved the mind of a psychopath. I never held strong moral beliefs, but my feelings betrayed me, I wanted to erase that emotional fragility.
Don’t get it twisted, though I was never a saint. I’ve always been a somewhat sadistic, sexual deviant.
As I gradually became more unscrupulous, it became automatic. I no longer had to force it. Like a perpetual motion machine, it sustained itself. I’m not sure when it dawned on me whether I always knew it, or only realized it later, but at some point, I understood that this wasn’t in my best interests.
The more unscrupulous I became, the more twisted my sexual desires grew. I knew that my impulsiveness and foolishness, combined with this sexual wickedness, could lead to my ruin. And yet, I didn’t stop. No... I couldn’t stop.
Like a train without brakes, I was incapable of halting my indulgence in these twisted desires.
I am truly insidious. The somewhat immoral desires of a mentally weak, amoral boy who sought strength have turned him into a unscrupulous man.
It’s a lot like erosion—slow, steady, and inevitable. The increase in unscrupulousness might not always be obvious, but over the last couple of years, it has undeniably shaped me.
At first, I tried to become more unscrupulous intentionally. I did this because I disliked my weaknesses and craved the mind of a psychopath. I never held strong moral beliefs, but my feelings betrayed me, I wanted to erase that emotional fragility.
Don’t get it twisted, though I was never a saint. I’ve always been a somewhat sadistic, sexual deviant.
As I gradually became more unscrupulous, it became automatic. I no longer had to force it. Like a perpetual motion machine, it sustained itself. I’m not sure when it dawned on me whether I always knew it, or only realized it later, but at some point, I understood that this wasn’t in my best interests.
The more unscrupulous I became, the more twisted my sexual desires grew. I knew that my impulsiveness and foolishness, combined with this sexual wickedness, could lead to my ruin. And yet, I didn’t stop. No... I couldn’t stop.
Like a train without brakes, I was incapable of halting my indulgence in these twisted desires.
I am truly insidious. The somewhat immoral desires of a mentally weak, amoral boy who sought strength have turned him into a unscrupulous man.
