I'm not.
I'm a terrible person. I just try to pretend I'm decent. But I'm a monster. I don't think anyone takes me seriously when I say this but I'm afraid one day my control will slip and I'll let the urge takeover. Some days I wish it would, I'm tired of moving around a lot. Going from one job to the next. Every girl I come to care about just seems to have a more complicated situation than the next. My first love is beyond my reach and always will be. I constantly try to find a way of preventing what happened, but it seems to backfire or go nowhere. I love helping others. But sometimes I get mixed up in their troubles and just make things worse. I just wish I didn't have to keep buying pants all the time, they're so expensive nowadays.
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