When I remember back on life the way it was, perhaps the way it is. I remember pain, and driving home late nights in tears, the agonizing stone in my chest and the overbearing emptiness . . . more
I am as cynical, dishonest, and hypocritical as they come. I am the President in training. Entirely vain, arrogant, and reckless I am a jock WITHOUT the abs or the letter. Uncompromising, self-absorbed, and foolish I'm the class valedictorian without the grades. Emotionally unstable, falliciously suicidal, and persistently complaining I'm an emo without the style. Fashionless, annoying, and horny I'm the geek who can't fix your computer. Haunting, visionary, and terrifying I'm the demon inside your mind.
