Rhythym of the night

Creature of the night, is what I am. After all, I was born at 3am..or so my mother says.I love staying up late, in the stillness of the night. I feel like the world belongs to me, and it is my own. It embraces me,calms me and frightens me.
The freaks come out at night;I love the night life;Lonely is the night;reggae nights;;;;
And I realise more each day, that I am becoming somewhat of an empty vessel. Man-like, is what I have been describing it as.Very vapid,cold-hearted and nonchalant. In a way, I like being emotionally uninvolved, but then I wonder what does that say about me. My inability to empathise does not necessarily mean that I am a stronger person or that I am incapable of feeling pain.Or maybe I am getting older with experience, and am handling my situations better. Cyclic life this is.

I just told my friend to "decline nicely,and then walk away" in response to the apple of her eye being all in her face, although he is not interested in her. Now, taking my own opinion would be lovely. But there is something about his touch, and firm grip, bah...because this one REALLY cares this time, and really likes me for me...and oh, aren't they all the same. Get him out the head I say,don't give him the power..and all the typical girl b.s. we tell ourselves. But as being dettached is my new thing..I'm seeing where it takes me. But Paro Pansy that I am just wishes he would say hello goddamit!

In other news, 3 cups of coffee and a red bull with no real food just might make you shit your intestines!!