[meetthecreeper]

Where to begin....

First and foremost I am completely unable to forgive and I have never forgotten anything. I carry a grudge for the rest of my life and at times will work to destroy those who have wronged me.

WHen I see something that I think is wrong, I point it out, regardless of the consequences. This has caused me a shitload of turmoil where I work, but I have no tolerance for ripping people off. I may have cost a few people their jobs. In the long run I know if it had continued it would have hurt me directly even though it did not affect me directly at the time. Perhaps that makes me a selfish person. Tell that to my kids when I have lost my job because all the customers have gone elsewhere.

I trust NO ONE. I have lived with the same woman for nearly 8 years, I dont trust her anymore than I did the day I met her.

I make no promises. Many times I have been asked if I would love someone forever. Can not and will not ever be able to make that promise. Uma Thurman and I amy meet someday.

I am a perfectionist. You want your car fixed right the first time and never have to come back and see me except for a social visit then drive the 1000 miles to have me look under the hood. At times it can be borderline annoying. When I do make a mistake, no one is harder on me than myself. I have lost sleep over stupid mistakes I have made.

I have no vices. With the exception of sex and getting tattooed. Sex was the easy part. Finding a good tatto artist wasnt. Now if I could just find a tattoo artist that I could have sex with;) .

Unlike Rayne I notice everyone and everything around me, mostly because of my distrust of people, anyone of them could snap at any moment and I want to see it coming. I go to a restaurant I sit facing the door. I sit at the back of the theater. and so on. Street smarts or paranoia. You decide.

I constantly think of brutal ways for people to meet thier demise. Most people that I see in the world are so oblivious to what is going on in thier surroundings. The only person that notices the guy wearing the long trenchcoat in the summer is me. I have gone to the mall and watched people walking around in thier own little worlds, NOT WATCHING THIER CHILDREN, and thought how much fun it would be to terrorize them when they finally realize their child is missing.

Perhaps I am a serial killer waiting to blossom.

Doubtful as I find all life to be precious. I have to have a disclaimer otherwise the man is going to be busting down my door.