Lui Wolf

Yo, this is my new account.
          If you wish to message me, for whatever reason.
          I'm more active on discord, but I do respond to messages on here from time to time.

Being alone for so long, feels no different then being with them.
          Sanity is the same, and I seem to be behaving normally.

I've decided to cease all contact With my colleagues, for I fail to see a use for them.
          They have never done anything for me, if something doesn't give me some sort of advantage, why keep it around?
          
          This is why I am here, and they are there. 
          There is no need for "Frinds" I can handle my projects by myself. 
          I can provide for myself and meet the requirements I set for myself just fine.
          
          This realization will bring me closer to achieving my goals, alongside grant me a healthy mindset. All they did was hold me back, but no more...

There's been a disconnect between me and some colleagues, 
          I will not apologize for simply stating facts.
          
          This is why I don't have emotion, it would be wasted on wretched people that simply never deserved my time. 
          
          Now for a task that is actually worth my time.

To all who are interested, my personality type is INFJ, or the Advocate, in layman's terms. I think the personality test may be at fault, for I do not display such traits. 
          
          I would rather continue my work then to be sidetracked by your indecent whining. I do not care to listen to the ambitions of pitiful rodents spreading the plague of false infomation across the world. 
          
          Though my friends may say that I am a passionate, loving person, dismiss those comments. Even if multiple people say something it doesn't make it true. 
          And if they show you a screenshot of a personal conversation, take it as if it were photoshoped, because it most likely was. 
          
          I will attempt to retake this test to find my true personality.

For those wondering, the blood of those I hate tastes like copper and hunnysuckle. 
          Lick some wires dipped in honey, that copper ting, mixed with the juicy feeling of sickingly sweet honey? That's it.
          
          But That's just a guess, I Wouldn't hate them if they were dead, I would instead respect them, and cast away my hate.

Finals, what a bother, an test of how much I know that effects most of my grade?
          Stressful, but nothing I can't complete.

Due to something concerning the health of my mother, I may possibly show more emotion. 
          
          The death of a loved one is tragic, but seeing one possibly die, but never truely knowing if they'll survive is grating. Suffering, all due to a health issue that seemed to be minor... 
          
          I don't love much of anything, sometimes by choice. 
          But what I do love, is close to my empty heart.
          and I will maim anything that dares to harm the things I love.
          If you lack belief, or are to arrogant to head my warning...
          
          Test me, I greatly encourage this.

As late as I am to the party, I must warn the few of you that are reading this to stay safe.
          Outbreak or not, It is imperative that you are safe. 
          Of course, do all that the others warn you to, unless you want to join the infected and possibly come close to death. If you do, may I watch? The concept... Would Indeed help my writing. Seeing someone die due to a new outbreak, would directly help with a zombie novel. I would write about how they looked, the sorrow in their eyes, the shakey breathing, the weakness in the body...
          
          I'm going off course. 
          Listen to the higher ups, inform yourself. 
          Life is short, but it'll be shorter if you're stupid. 
          Make sure your source of info is trustable, misinformation can lead to a untimely death that would be a pity to witness, for most.
          
          I bid ye farewell, until I can think of something else to post.

Wanna hear a short story? 
          Well come here! 
          
          There was a pitiful scorpion drowning in the middle of the ocean, helplessly attempting to safe itself. as if it's prayers had been heard,
          A bird swooped down to save it!
          A heroic act indeed! What a kind thing to do for someone in need!
          
          The scorpion injected the bird with it's stinger! The venom paralyzing the bird, preventing it from flying, nor saving the scorpion.
          "Why did you do that? Now we're both going to perish!" The bird cried out.
          "That's the idea." The scorpion said with glee.
          
          Mortal of the story? There's quite a few, depending on what you take away from it. 
          I think it's about being careful who you trust. More so, who you help.
          
          Now run along, I have to get back to my work.