So, I’m slowly coming to terms with the fact that I don’t belong here with the human race. I’m either to twisted or too sensitive. Can’t tell which.
It seems natural for humans to have a revulsion against me and my kind. After all, Humans are, despite what other’s think, naturally good creatures. Species survival demands growth and organization, not selfishness and/or destruction. I touch on this in an Essay I wrote about “Inverted Beauty.” It’ll be in Saffron’s first Diary Entry (An upcoming feature in the Extra’s Section) I understand this kind of thought process leads to personality disorder, but hey, who needs socialization when you got Silent Hill 4?
Peace Out, y’all