everyone thinks that they know me. people know what i allow them to know, people think what i allow them to. "i know you more that you know you" that's the line i get told the most. if people really knew me, then they would avoid me like a rapid fire. family thinks that I'm sweet and innocent, my innocent self was taken years ago, i have done bad and horrible things, not because of past trauma...but because i want to. I did those things, cuz i wanted to. there is no explanation, there is no solution. im not a good person, cuz i don't want to be one. you know, what i want you to, and you talk about what i tell you. I'm crazy, i talk to the air and hold conversations with it for hours, i have sex with imaginary people, but when i do it, it feels real. I'm aditced to sex, attention and lust. and i dont want to let go either......
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