Caught in a Mosh

It’s weird. I don’t really feel like I’m struggling with any feelings anymore. It’s not like any unconditional hostility to people, or self esteem issues went away. They’re just indifferent from my
point of view now. I don’t know when I got so pussified. I think I miss the old me, and that’s why I was so down. I want the hard partying, jovial, laugh factory, girlfriend stealing and nutting in her just to be a twat like that, unprotected boning, confident, aggressive because it’s just natural and not personal, me back. I’m done with the solitary drunken, cynical, opportunistic joke making, occasional someone’s girlfriend seducing and falling for them unintentionally after nutting in her just to be a twat like that, random drunken stranger banging, psuedo-confident, and aggressive because I’m in slump, me.

So I think it’s high time I got back to basics and be alpha again. Oh, and you gotta love those run-on sentence descriptions.