14th Febuary 2008

In the writings before, I said I do not care and I do not love, and it still stands. My human side might not have all the control I posses, and so she prefers to love and care. I mock her. My human side is worthless. She is weak, I am strong. She has no ambition, I do. She is just a sponge, filled with all of society's stereotypes. Every ounce of strength, and ambition you see in her is mine. She garners them from me. I do not bother, I have much to spare. If it were not for me, she would suffer, be trampled over by the other humans like a never-ending stampede. It is because of me that she feels powerful, to stand up for her own rights. I had never, and will never be possessed by other people. I will not answer to your biddings. For even the devil himself cannot control me.