I'm hungry. My stomach is aches. It is time for food, but at the same time, I can not to eat.
I'm tired. My eyes feel heavy. It is time for sleep, but at the same time I can not sleep.
Torn between the choices of what I should and shouldn't be feeling. Emotions conflicting. A hell of devouring instincts that can no longer be differentiated. A moment of silence for the pleading soul, that is dying by it's own making.
A moment of bliss in the agonized torment. A body trembling, a heat in the bosom that quakes the body. It was amazing.
Bliss can not come without price, though. The sickening hell of the instincts gone mad tears me down. I am a contradiction personified. Woe be unto me.
Random innate thoughts. Nothing to them. Just random thoughts. So.... yea.... >.>
