my stomach is growling, hunger is still my best friend. i didn't change as much as i told you i did. i still have intense mood swings and the best way to distract myself is to lose myself in old (bad) habits.

well i can catch flies in my hands while they're flying, it's one of my strange talents and i killed one the other night in a rather cruel fashion. the whole time i was wondering what it was thinking (or feeling because i don't suppose insects think).

am i an awful person? i'm leaning towards yes. i won't enable comments because i don't want to know what you really think of me

but actually what i'm more scared of is that nobody thinks anything of me at all.

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