Do you feel it? That chronic feeling of empty. Nothing can fill that void, no matter how much meaningless sex you have. No matter how much money you spend. No matter how you try to get the adrenaline pumping in your pathetic veins.
It's all just tem...
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Summary
I like toxic males. Not because I'm addicted to them treating me like shit. But because I like to break them into little pieces. I love to watch as their soul shatters in front of my eyes.
Toxic Males my ass.
They've just never had to deal with a toxic female before.
I know how to play their games, in fact I love to play them. Let them think I'm a meek little woman with no real depth. They don't see what goes on beneath my lies. For here is Miss Lyra Mina Herrison, the twenty-three year old woman that has never been in love. In fact, I truly believe that I am incapable of actually being in love. The only people that I love are my mother, my sister, her two children and my best friend.
I would do absolutely anything for them.
I confirm that I do not care about anyone else. People I meet at work? Are just people that I'll see for a short period of time before I completely cut them out of my life. People I went to school with? Exact same situation.
It's just what I do, I go from place to place leaving a trail of confused people. People who wonder what they did wrong, people who wonder why I suddenly stopped speaking to them, people who wonder just what the hell happened to me.
I don't care.
You see, I am a sick individual. Extremely mentally ill, to the point where I hide it so expertly that no one suspects a thing. Not even those close to me. I like toxic males, I like spending endless amounts of money, I like to speed excessively, I like my numbers to go up in fives and I like to watch people hurt.
This is who I am, or who I was... It all came smashing down on me the day I met him. The one toxic male that I for once, couldn't get out of my head.
