My Worst Secret

My Worst Secret is…

I drink blood. I enjoy the taste same way I enjoy the taste of a good beer.  Can’t really recall when I first started drinking it it has been a while after all. I live in a small town and developed the taste, I believe from sucking the blood from cuts and scrapes before wrapping then up; easy way of cleaning a cut when you’re in middle of no where.

Now just to clarify, I don’t drink the blood of others or animals (I live in a small town and hard to find some one who might be interested in such a thing). Plus there’s the whole diseases which I do my best to protect my self from. I consume my own blood either by cutting (which not proud of or enjoy doing) or if i get a nose bleed tilt my head back and let the blood drain into my mouth before digesting it. I keep my scars covered as much as possible while leading a normal life, and when someone sees them I make up a story.

One day I hope to find some one who shares this addiction more or less to be with but until then I live a lonely life with just one night stands. If what I do ever became public knowledge where i am; I would have to disappear as its obvious something not many could accept in a small town.

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My Worst Secret is…

I have the most mind-numbing job in the world…I operate a metro in a major city.  90% of the process is automated and a monkey could do the rest.  I hate my job.  But it’s a job and quitting would probably be a bad idea considering how many people are jobless these days.  The only thing that gets me through the day are drugs.

It started off with just sneaking a small bottle of Jack or something.  Since then I’ve gotten into drugs and i seriously do nothing all day so why the hell not at work?  The worst I ever did was drop acid while working.  It was f*cking insane.  All the lights of the tunnels, the stops, and other trains about made me shit my pants.  I got so scared that we were going to descend into a black hole that never came.  I ended up on the floor holding my chair and in cold sweats.  A bunch of people saw me as we pulled into a busy stop.  I couldn’t move or say anything.  It took me like 20 minutes to recover from that.  I’ll never drop acid again while at work but I’ll be damned if I go to work sober again.

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My worst secret is…

I live in a small town in Kansas and there is an overpopulation of cats roaming around the area.  They are such a nuisance and they are killing all our birds and squirrels.  One summer evening I got so fed up hearing all these stray cats out “moaning” because they were in heat and I couldn’t take it anymore.  I decided it was my duty to take care of this overpopulation problem.

I started by leaving out saucers of food and milk out and there was a lot of cats who found them and came daily to the feeding area.  Once I knew they were coming consistently for food I started adding some rat poison to the food.  Not a lot mind you but enough to do the damage.  Some cats would die there by the food and others would go away and not come back the next day. I assume they died somewhere else.  It has been a lot more peaceful now that a lot of cats aren’t roaming around ruining the summer evenings with their “calls” and killing all the other animals around.  I think I’ve probably killed 30-40 cats total, its hard to say since most of them probably die later on in the evening away from where I put the food out.

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My Worst Secret is…

Back a few years ago I was in college and lived in an apartment with a bunch of really cool guys and then one guy who was an absolute tool.  This guy thought he was the absolute coolest guy around.  Before the sweet bros popped their collars he was the equivalent.  He thought he could get any girl around but really every girl hated him and was disgusted by him.

He drove an older Camry and got really gross chrome rims and put a bunch of speakers and sub-woofer in it that made the license plate buzz whenever he was bustin’ out his Limp Bizkit.  To top it off?  A couple of trashy dice hanging from the mirror.  He was just THAT awesome.

Besides that, he would take my stuff and blame other people, not just like food and little things (he took those too) but he took some of my clothes, he took my portable CD player (I told you this was a few years ago), and he broke my laptop.  I HATED him.  This was around the same time that the music industry was cracking down on downloading mp3’s and our university had some really strict rules about internet use.

So one day I got on to his computer, which he was renting from the college, after he had left himself logged on under his name and password.  I downloaded a TON of music, porn, and movies onto his computer.  They found out and came to our apartment and confiscated his computer and he got suspended from school.

His parents were paying for his school and they freaked out on him.  They finally realized he had been squandering their money away.  He didn’t come back to school and last I hear he was still living with them in a shitty job making like minimum wage.  I don’t feel bad; he treated people like dirt and it came back and bit him in the ass.

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My Worst Secret…

A few years ago I was dating this very close minded, extremely Christian girl. I loved her, but she always tried to change me to her liking. Cut my hair, change my religion, get circumcised, etc.   We had sex all the time, but she always wanted me to get that operation and pushed me to the point where I just stopped having sex with her. After a few dry months I decided that sleeping with a few of her more liberal friends was a good idea. I did this off and on for over a year until I finally left her for one of her friends. To this day she has no idea that my foreskin was the reason I did this to her. She wanted to change me, so I cheated on her. Fair?

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