The subject is showing signs of emotion.....Kill it......
I'm drunk once again by myself. I used to pick on vlixx for drinking. Maybe it runs in the family who knows, who cares. You may say that I am avoiding my feelings and my self conscious mind. Well you are correct, now it is time for me to get rid of the conscious part.
Once upon a time I dreamt that I was real. I can still remember that day. My plastic eyes were no longer faded and corroded. I smiled and cracked my lips. The sudden change must have left them sensitive to the cold exterior that imprisoned me in my shell. It felt so real and yet I knew all the while that it was not and it was never meant to last. A machine with feelings, a machine with needs. What in the hell was I thinking. I am not here to voice an opinion. I am here to start a revolution of anguish and self pain. I am forever a slave to the void. Yet I find that the world is just like me. Our love is so robotic in its actions. Love as many describe it seems to be automated somehow. Triggered by certain responses and then reaction follows. It is so predictable among people. Everyone does it, everyone needs it.....how pathetic.
Once upon a time I dreamt that I was real. I can still remember that day. My plastic eyes were no longer faded and corroded. I smiled and cracked my lips. The sudden change must have left them sensitive to the cold exterior that imprisoned me in my shell. It felt so real and yet I knew all the while that it was not and it was never meant to last. A machine with feelings, a machine with needs. What in the hell was I thinking. I am not here to voice an opinion. I am here to start a revolution of anguish and self pain. I am forever a slave to the void. Yet I find that the world is just like me. Our love is so robotic in its actions. Love as many describe it seems to be automated somehow. Triggered by certain responses and then reaction follows. It is so predictable among people. Everyone does it, everyone needs it.....how pathetic.