Soul Sucker

You know what? I hate you. I've never wished somebody ill, until I met you: a poor excuse for a living thing.
You will never have true friends, because all the people you attract are just as selfish and condescending as you. Those who are worthwhile will never stick around long, they see your need to leech onto any genuine characteristic you can find.
You're not capable of truth because you're such a void, adapting to whichever self-help book your "comrades" identify with.

Yesterday you were a punk, today you're indie, in an hour you're a free-spirit, and tomorrow you'll be post modern.
It doesn't make you more aware of people you share this world with..it just makes you a desperate follower--longing for anything genuine to suck on.

Afternoon, Green Friday.