My mother left my father way before comprehension dawned in my mind. Many stepfathers later and I can say that I detest the current one. I thought I was going to get lucky the day he walked in with a broken head all bleeding and what not.
Sadly no.
Outside my head I feel most lonely. I am happy dwelling in the worlds in which I create. I know everybody there and it is as if they are my friends and family. I could live there and I can sometimes fancy myself standing beside them. There are the voices (or thoughts, I haven't been able to tell...
Ah yes, the part of me that is an enemy to all. The part of me that wishes to prey on the flesh of the intelligent people and engage in purely sadistic and hedonistic acts. The part of me that wishes to force itself upon others violently and selfishly. I'm so hungry to taste the fear of others...
Anybody that takes cares of themselves is worthy of attention. A person's physical appearance speaks volumes about their insides. If you're the type that doesn't give a **** then your appearance is going to reflect that.
This is the thing with depression unfortunately. People with depression...
It's never too late to try out new things :) You don't have to change yourself to fit their standards. It's good that you took the initiative and joined the group. It's not always what you see on the outside. You're bound to find a few good friends in the sorority.
Yes. I am an optimistic individual. I don't usually always feel lonely. But I have been beyond the point of feeling countless of times. The nothing feeling. I rather feel lonely than nothing. It's like being a conscious corpse. I could die the next day and not give a ****. I didn't think it was...
Hey it's better to be alone than in bad company.
A long time go teachers couldn't quite comprehend the whys of me hanging out with the bad kids. Here was me the model student, high grades, warm personality, likable, and just plain outstanding and yet, there I was with a group of troublemakers...