Feel fear. Feel it rising the hackles up inside your mind like an insidious worm wriggling away beneath the hairs of your skin. Fear moves you, like heat, fire, anger, passion, strife and despair.

I haven't felt love. I mean I have felt love, just not the intensity of love that comes from love being reciprocated, i guess. But what disturbs me a litle is how anger moves me to that happier place. Te anger does not cause the happiness, the emotion does. It lets me feel something strong, something intense, and myself being a stranger to the wide variety of hallucinogens, it's the best I can do. But what a rush man, good times. It's just sad this is all I got, sad isn't the right wod, it's just... empty, hollow, a statement. This is all I have, and I like it. So ultimately not so bad.