Female Rejection.

Fuck you all. I'm pissed. But at least I am coming home, permanently. Getting medical discharge! Yeah.. Fractured the healing parts of my fractured legs. Isn't that just peachy keen. I thought so. I should be back home, by like... March. Joy. Oh, and I may be taking a vacation to England. Haven't decided just yet.

Yeah, I have my doubts at time, but it is these small moments, that just really bring me out as king. I love me. What am I rambling on about? A chick I know online, been friends with for a decent enough time, had a dream about me last night. She described it, as being with me in some setting, where we just held and stayed close. Not entirely intimate, but she said I did lots of ass-grabbing. That sounds like me alright. She also said she felt safe and secure, and intensely horny. The even more chilling part, is that she admitted she was afraid. Afraid I would turn. Now that DEFINITELY sounds like me. I love being something other than good. Something other than evil. Something not yet seen. Fear me.