Everything just seems so small; like being trapped in a little shoe box. Wherever I go, it's all just the same -- dark and suffocating. Am I not the most selfish person I know? Duh, yes I am. You know what I do? I stop other people from being happy. And worse still, I don't do it directly. I rather do it in my uncanny ways such that the person would think it's his/her fault; and I am completely aware of my foolproof manipulation.

So what if people labelled me as the devil in disguise. I'm just a devil. Am I not the worst person I know? Absolutely yes. I'll tell you what I think -- that I'm better than anyone, everyone. That I'm just too damned good for anybody. Yes, true. I'm a horrid person. Even I disgust myself. If you see me walking around, don't approach me. I will just ruin your life.

Oh yes, I'm a bitch who bitched around like everyone's business. Oh dear god, I think I spout nonsense. The fact is, I'm not like that. I'm a good boy, no. Befriend me please. Anyone, any who, please be my friend. Shit, I’m way too cheap to even make an announcement on this. Hahaha.