Okay Guize
I just cannot suppress this inhumane demon chewing on my insides hoping to be in control of my mind and body.
I've tried.. you know, being a normal kid; Going to Church; socializing with people just to hide the fact that on the inside my judge-machine was spinning its gears every second the person was in my existing presence; hiding behind a shadow of lies only to impress the others around me who I honestly wanted to slap upside the back of the head for being so shallow (I mean holy FUCK: you don't read, you don't write, you don't dance, you listen to Pitbull and Nicki Minaj and spread their names around like some sort of Holy wildfire. If all those things compose the substance that is your mind and soul, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE????
What I'm getting at is; I am a psychopath that gets my message through to people via literature. For the longest time I have just held back this raging Hulk-like instinct to lash out and just completely be MYSELF so people would still like me. But at this point, there is no instinct-barrier between my mind and the wild beast. It is out, and IT'S FUCKING INSANE.