I am what you call, "heartless". One without a heart.

Or as the definition says: "Displaying a complete lack of feeling or consideration."

I'm not dead, I'm not depressed. I'm...umemotional, unfeeling. I don't like the feeling of not having any mercy or emotiones to others.

I'll be honest with you, I'm cruel as can be... but, I don't want to be. I want to feel, I want to finally love without hurting the person.

I want things to happen, but I know that, those things will never come true. Because, they don't exist. They wont.

All my life, I was a freak. A monster. A cruel person. Anything that would describe me... is true. Anything that involves me hurting others, is true.

Nothing wont change, never has, never will.