posted June 01, 2011 12:11 PM            

Breakfast is rare, Lunch is overlooked and I am normally hungry enough to eat supper.

It is different from my normal pattern, high metabolism has usually made me eat food. I find I am ever more repulsed by the notion of eating food, especially any meats. A great steak is an exception that I make as that is still appetizing if I do not think about meat while I am chewing it.

I wanna slap myself because I know for a fact someone, somewhere is starving and here I am rejecting good food. I accuse the person in the mirror of being a piece of ****.

On a side note, here is a song.

Tool, H
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UPaY-FGIhUU

What's coming through is alive
What's holding up is a mirror
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this **** to wine

They're both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again

And I feel this coming over like a storm again
Considerately

Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty
Drags me down like some sweet gravity

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again

And I feel this coming over like a storm again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me

Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down

And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times

I could have cried then
I should have cried then

And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die
It's all right
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,

And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me

posted June 01, 2011 01:16 PM            

I just simply can't imagine you playing mind games to get things your way, being passive agressive and using people, I just can't! So I agree with IQ, you just cannot be, under any circumstance, be sociopathic...

I don't have a lot of confessions to make myself. The only confession I seem to have to make is that I do have emotions, and that they are in fact very frail. I just don't know how to stop pretending I'm emotion-free. Every time I meet someone new, I always block out any notion of me having feelings, so I always start out wrong...