Ineffable Ontological Detanglement .: Introspective Assistance & Mental Analysis Manual
Early elementary school, when I still only hung around with girls. I was a little obsessed with engaging in hostilities with girls I liked, evil level three cognitive functioning hotties, hoping they would hit me and realize they liked sex violence. I thought I was witty and charming. There was one girl, we had spoken quite a few times, we were friendly. I had to see her dark edge face turn adorable frightened kitten and refuse to listen to me when I tried to apologize, hey you know me you know I don't... I carried far too much significance in her mind, she was too overwhelmed to do anything with it. She went home and cried herself to sleep. It was just a stupid. Stupid meaningless. I guess I need to grow up. My position within the minds of people is actually pretty serious business, I really shouldn't play with it.