What turns me on?

I really have this very bad habit. Maybe because I am used to this kind of job. I love testing people specially those who I care a lot. Or better yet, I find it worthwhile challenging the closest people I have. How far patience and understanding can bring us together. How much of their sense of self-security can protect them from my power trip. Yes, testing someone is a power trip, admit it or not. Because from the result we can evaluate and decide. What kind of character is hiding behind those flesh: smile, tears, laugh, confusion, faith, and other basic human traits and lapses. Yes, we have in us the yin yang of nature so don’t play god. By that I mean, trying to act as if you are the only good person ever produced on earth.

And I hate it. See, I am also a bad girl. But at least I admit it. I don’t profess about love and yet my heart is weeping with hatred it flows all over the body with brain, hand, stomach, womb, liver, lungs, feet and almost all organs is bleeding with vengeance. Oh, human. By expressing it somehow pacifies me and lets me forget about it.

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