I love being angry, and sad, enraged, and depressed.
I love being skeptical, cynical, belligerent.
I'm not content with being content.
I want to be insanely happy and uppity, or else I'd rather be brooding and disgruntled.
If I haven't seen conflict or turmoil in a while, I'll sabotage good relations just to have it. The easiest are with ones closest to me.If it's not coming from the outside, I'll create it from the inside.
I need something to fight, or something to chase. I love the adrenaline high I get from a good fight. Not an argument, no, not civilized, but down, dirty and childish.
I love feeling attacked, I love focusing all of my energy into an enemy. To feel invincible. I to savor the glee of your destruction. Sick and sad and I couldn't love it more.
Food.
Water.
Shelter.
Conflict.
Sex.