*Epic Violin intro*

Well hello there, how do you do?
I am Calvin, and you?
That's wonderful.

I thought just maybe that was cool, but it probably isn't. I know it'll make me laugh when I reread this. Life is a matter of perception. Let's just stop drop everything forget each others names, and just walk away. As if something like that were possible, as I have said before we all live off the lust and misfortune of others so it's just completely impossible for us to leave each other alone. My addiction for people with problems is one of curiosity, so I find that I seem to like people. I don't understand them, but I want to through means that probably aren't socially acceptable, but that's my story what's yours? I'm talking to myself again I do it a lot now, no shame hiding what's inside. Everyone I assume feels curiosity but is it like mine? Do other people have dying fascinations with humans minds and guts? Did that make sense? I want to hear people's way of thinking as I look around inside of them? I want to know what makes people people, what makes them tick? Tick tock tick tock tick tock... My internal clock must be off sense I have been becoming nocturnal as of late. How am I to meet new people and dissect them if I can't stand to be awake when the sun is out? I also missed therapy today since I was sleeping, what a drag I was looking forward to it. I think I might become a therapist or get a degree in psychology or something. If I live that long so many options in the world, and I can't seem to pick one. Now is that my fault, my parent's fault, my community? Lots of blame to give, but who truly deserves it? Maybe it's me? If I could walk around and have people know me for something completely immoral would that change the perspective of my life do you think? I don't feel that made sense? I have to find a way to make things...more comprehensible for people who don't think the way I do. I need someone to talk to, someone to judge me really. Just to see how far I have gone, so I can see how much I need to start faking. I told myself I would stop hiding who I was, and I still might do that, but if I just open up how am I ever going to see people for who they are? If people knew me they wouldn't open up I believe. Then all my curiosity would just be flailing with no means to an end. Unless I start that whole psycho killer thing. Though I feel that option was always made for later in life, when there is nothing else to do. Not now, not when I am still young enough to have time to make people crack. I haven't seen anyone cry in awhile. It is kind of a let down, regardless I'm sure it'll happen soon. The human psych isn't meant to hold everything in for long periods of time, or so I've been told. I lived an okay life holding my thoughts in for as long as I can remember. I still hold them in unless you count talking to myself, then I never hold my thoughts in anymore. Hmmm, I reaching out to be judged, let's see how this goes. I don't see it failing though, I can be highly manipulative when I want to be. Perks of being Sociopathic.


Thank you, thank you.
I bid you adieu, for now.
Tune in next time for the ravings of a dormant lunatic.

Just who will I take advantage of next?