No One Ever Likes The

A Great Numb Feeling Washes Over Me As I Let Go Of The Past And Look Forward To The Future. Pretend To Be A Vampire. I Don't Really Need To Pretend, Because It's Who I Am, An Emotional Vampire. I've Just Come To Expect It. Vampires Are Real. That I Was Born This Way. That I Feed Off Of Other People's Real Emotions. Search For This Night's Prey. Who Will It Be?

How Could She Ever Understand That There Isn't Any Way Could Be Disappointed Since I No Longer Find Anything Worth Looking Forward To?

I Think We've All Lost Some Kind Of Feeling.

It's Like My Characters, All My Men Are Dad And Me In A Mess; All My Female Characters Are Smart And Hopeful, Like Mom Just Trying To Make The Best Of Things.

What Does That Mean Know Me, Know Me, Nobody Ever Knows Anybody Else, Ever! You Will Never Know Me.