Im an a*****e.

Ive been away for awhile and havent written so sorry if it sucks, just me venting.

It feesl almost like a dream being with you, like a disease ridden plague.

Seems okay at first, then turns into a sad after math of slow death. 

I cant find if im mad, sad, or frankly dont give a s**t. 

Im use to using people and breaking their hearts like its nothing.

Its sick.

Yet a addictive reality that i love.

Being able to control someone, to make them bend whenever you please,

then throw them aside like a used and broken corpse.

My constant state of isolation keeps me at bay with basic human interaction.

I find peoples attachment is sad and pitiful, think with your mind not  your heart.