No self respect or recognition for the rules. A little naricissitic and obsessed with feeling loved although I never was. I don't care for myself and never have. I only want someone to care for me. I've seemed to push everyone away that cares. And now I am the whore. In the imagination of his mind and of my body. Dreaming nothing was ever true and I was free to live without these feelings. And having to sacrifice my childhood or whats left of it to feel loved. The confussion of sex equals love. And those whom you have sex with love you. Those who love you have sex with you. I'm also against what everyone believes or sees to be real. I am trying to find my own way no matter what anyone says.