I read Impulse. The description was vivid. In the back of my mind I yearned for the cold steel. I won't do it, but I know that I still have that temptation. But enough of that. I realized that have a slight problem at the moment. I cannot hide my feelings. I seriously wear my heart on my sleeve. When I want to curl up and sit in a corner, you know it. Now, it does not have to be a problem, but when you're trying not to think about what is bothering you and everyone around notices something is wrong, it tends to cause problems. And not only that, I put others before me, no matter what. If it killed me to do something, or to give up something for someone... I would still do it. Ah, I'm going to get in so much trouble, not with others, but with myself. And another thing that might be bothering me, I've stopped eating. Not completely, but I'll eat once a day, and that's only because my parents insist. I'm not anorexic.... am I? I really hope not.