Dead Inside

by Chandler Morrison

Self-awareness really doesn’t mean shit, though. It is, in fact, little more than psychological masturbation, and has about the same net worth as a wad of semen in a handful of crumpled tissues. No cockroach ever desired not to be a cockroach, just because it knew it was a cockroach.

You’d scream if you could, out of pleasure or fear, I do not know. Maybe they’re one and the same.”