One young urban psychopath. Impulsive, occasionally reckless, typically odd and always tired.
It’s like I get some kind of enjoyment out of fucking things up. It’s like I know when I have a good thing, and rather than treasure it and hold onto it and bury it in my heart..I proceed to see how far I can push the boundaries and limits. I pull at the stitches of relationships; slowly and methodically shredding them until everything is disjointed. I know what I am doing, but I can’t stop. I get some sickening sense of enjoyment from it. I hate it.
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