This scum should die. Maby he'll get murdered, run over, or get drunk and fall on the tracks. I should beat him.
Somebody help ME! I don't know what to do, or say. What is happening? I'm kinda scared.
I wonder if this guy wants my money for drugs? I wonder what he takes. Does he party? He would probably just be a mooch.
Oh my god. Why me? Can't he get a job? How can I get rid of him? What do I say?
Hmm. I wonder what this man has been through in life that has led to this moment in time. I'm sure he could not want this for himself. Maby if I talk to him I might change his life in some way.
Give him a dollar and walk away as fast as you can hoping no one just witnessed the event.
Sit down next to him and tell him you will buy him luch if he converses with you about life.
Cuss him out for being a bum, maby spit on him, and shove him aside. This man is worthless, and wasting your time.
Ask him if he does anything, and if he knows where a party is at.
Run away to your closest friend or family member, and let them know what happened right away.
Maby taking some space will allow me to work on my own hobbies. This can be fun. Alone time is great sometimes.
I swear I will kill him/her. I will mess thier lives up so bad they will beg for mercy. I will get revenge.
He/She is cheating on me! I know this relationship is comming to an end soon. My heart will never heal from this.
Someone stop this from happening. I need someone to intervene for me!
I need a drink. I need a smoke. I'm about to exsplode and I need to forget, and relax.
You get so high, and drunk, you forget your name.
Instantly start plotting ways to Stalk your ex-mate, just to find out the best way to ruin thier life. The anger inside you makes you shake till you punch the walls and mirrors.
You cry to your closest friend or family member, then beg them to find your ex-mate and reunite you two back together.
You crawl into bed and cry for days. Everything reminds you of your ex-mate so you destroy it all, and get rid of it. You eventually go back to your life, but with an empty feeling of self pity.
Your very sad, but everything happens for a reason. After you take time to get the grief out of your system, you go out into the world looking for the next chapter in your life.
There's always one in the crowd.
Why are you being so mean to me?
Were all wasted. This is out of control!
Can I take you? Hmm. Bigger than me?
I will F***ing Kill you! Let's go!
I thought you should...see get a drink? What are you on?
Seriously? I have been wanting to fight for a while now! What are you standing there for? You just talk? Hit me!
What did I do to you?
Your obviously too stupid to realize your embarrasing yourself. In my world your not even worth listening to much less looking at. So please get out of my face.
Lets not put on a show here. We'll both get kicked out!
You catch the fist and block it. Twist the arm back. Then you let go and walk away peacefully to the game section. Your not about to let someone you don't even know ruin your night. Who is that strange looking person standing alone?
The punch lands. You hold your face in shock, praying someone saw it. You try to fight back anyways. The pain still hurts, and you try very hard not to show it.
Your own fist meets the other person's face before you feel a thing. The adrinalin rush flowing through exites you, and makes you more hyper. You keep punching till the person is on the floor bleeding with a smile on your face.
You cry and scream till someone comes to your aid.
You fall to the ground, stumbling, then pass out before the fight is over.
Yes. I used to trip all the time. I still do on occasion.
What is a hallucination? How do you do it?
No. It's all just visions of the future, and a parallel dimension.
I have before. I faced my worst fears and became stronger.
No I have never hallucinated. But I have nothing against it. To each thier own.
Helpless. I can't see them, and it creeps me out.
All the time. Sometimes I can hear them as well.
Yes. Everyone around me is watching me. They all hate me and are plotting against me.
Excited. Maby they will learn something from me.
No. And if they are they might get bored.
The perfect sex partner.
An amazing friend to help you in all endevors.
A slave, completely serviced to you, and only you.
Great substance collector, and thief. Money maker.
A gardian to take care or you, protect you, and help you with everything.
All the time, but mostly when I'm angry.
In order to write lyrics, or peotry, I do. Other times I like to hear my thoughts manefested into sound.
Only as often as the next person, or very little.
I speak out important things to remember them. Otherwise I will forget.
I have random outbursts at random times.
I always have, but I dont need it! I want to rape em! That's all it's good for!
Nope. Clinic free for life.
Does rehab count?
It is essential for my life.
Yes. I like it. It teaches me alot about myself, and others around me. We all need it at one piont.
The bodies of everyone that ever wronged me. Maby some torture devices and sex slaves.
A parallel dimension that hold all the secrets, and knowledge of exsistance.
Mega robots, and all my favorite game, and tv heros! Maby a fantasy world to escape to.
The oppisite sex, pot, cigarettes, alchol, coke, music, and munchies!
Everything I ever wanted! Money, Car, Technology...
Reincarnation, untill all that is to learn becomes memories and knowledge. Then you move on.
Heaven or hell.
We are then zapped to the other planets around us and become aliens.
Fairies, Dragons, Elves, and a phenox.
Scream for the closest person around. I think I overdosed on my meds.
Punch the mirror in. That felt good. I'll make up a story.
Scream, close my eyes, run away. I need to get more sleep! I'm delusional from too much work.
Walk away. I dont want to have a bad trip. It's just the drugs.
Smile and respond politely. Ask what it wants.
Super Man Meets Wonder Woman
The One That Got Away
La Spiral Destiny
Buzzed and Banging
I can't watch that high, it trips me out.
It makes me ponder death. The after life. The last thoughts of the victim.
I never watch that stuff. I prefer cartoons!
It makes me extremly sick. I have to look away.
Extremely happy. I want to feel what the killer feels. How weak the victim...
Hateful, demented and dark.
Innocent, and child-like.
Deep, with a thirst for knowledge, and understanding.
Trippy, out there, and crazy.
Average, with a few unique specailties. Responsible, Mature.
No. Well maby. I don't know.
No, I am dirt poor and I would rather spend my money on pot and liquere with some friends.
Yes, and I'll force a terrified person to come with me for fun!
Yes. I must exsperience as much as I can before I die.
No! I want to live. I'll just play video games.
You are a Normal Person.
You are Mentally Disabled.
You are a Burn Out.
You are Sick and Twisted (Mentally Deep).
You are a Red Light Psycho (The Destroyer).