The glow of your colorless eyes.
So, no joke, I've been thinking lately about how much of a twisted son of a bitch I am. I have this problem that I need advise on. This possessiveness problem. I don't know what my deal is all all. It feels like some kind of caveman trait that I can't seem to squeeze out of my mind.
Example: I guess since I moved here first before a lot of my friends did, I feel some kind of irrational ownership over, like, the entire city. WHICH IS COMPLETELY INSANE. I mean, it's a "CITY" for Christ's sake. So whenever people start going to the places that I love to frequent, I get upset. Which is just sad. WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BALLS?! I really don't know.
Anyway, I just need to get over myself and realize that everyone is free to do as they please. I'm the one with the issues.......Maybe I'd be happier in prison. Except I can't seem to get into the whole "anal thing."