You Are 60% Sociopath

You're not a sociopath, but you're very prone to antisocial behavior. Other people's opinions matter little to you. You live your own fringe life - for better or worse.

Your Birthdate: December 1

You are a natural born leader, even if those leadership talents haven't been developed yet. You have the power and self confidence to succeed in life, and your power grows daily. Besides power, you also have a great deal of creativity that enables you to innovate instead of fail. You are a visionary, seeing the big picture instead of all of the trivial little details. Your strength: Your supreme genius Your weakness: Your inappropriate sensitivity Your power color: Gold Your power symbol: Star Your power month: January

You Are 60% Sociopath

You're not a sociopath, but you're very prone to antisocial behavior. Other people's opinions matter little to you. You live your own fringe life - for better or worse.

Are my posts too long? I think they're too long...are they too long? I'm pretty sure they are, are they? I think they are.......I'm not sure....

Mewd: apathetic
Muse: The Butterfly Effect

'Hi, my name’s Coral Taylor. I’m thirteen years old and I live in Melbourne, Australia. This is my story…

“17th Oct, 2005
Brother and Father are fighting again, mother is crying. I’m locked up in my room not knowing what to do. It sounds like they’re playing fisty cuffs. Mother is getting quite distressed, what should I do? Should I run away? Should I go out and help? If only someone could answer these questions for me, life would be so much easier…better.”

That night, my mother died.
She couldn’t take it all and she went out for a drive. That night I’ll never forget. She didn’t get half way along the street before that Ute got her. If it was what she wanted, how dare I dream of taking it away from her, yet, I’m still not sure about it. There was no suicide note, no evidence of suicide yet, the police didn’t investigate.

All I was told was that my mother was so “angry” she sped up down the road when a Ute came out from nowhere and smashed straight into her, like she was the villain who was laid to rest at the appropriate time…

And people wonder why I hate society.

“23rd Oct, 2005
They’re fighting again; I don’t know what to do…it’s all happening again! I can’t stand this! I wish I had been in that car! I wish I could’ve died along side mother! Life is not fair!!

My best friend came over today.
They told me not to worry because they’ll always be there for me. Well thanks guys, except the only problem there is, one of their cars broke down so they went home together.

I say, let the little bitches’ burn in hell. I’m glad they died. I’m just so damn glad that they got hit, I don’t want them to fix up that road down the end of our street, I want to keep it.

Sounds like someone’s got a little taste of blood lust…

“14th Nov, 2005
Nothing much has been happening. Sasha, Tayla and Taylas mum all had their funerals yesterday, like I went. The leftovers were all surprised by me not being there. They talked themselves into believing that I was over struck with grief and couldn’t show my face at my two best girlfriends funerals. Ha! I was out having fun without them. For once I felt I could do anything without people looking at me funny or calling me a freak. I danced in Sanity to the strangest of songs for no reason! Just because I was so thrilled to be alone!
It’s truly beautiful…”

These things seem to keep following me.
My brother was in the city the other week, got drunk and broke his leg somehow. We still aren’t sure. But for the next few months he’ll be in hospital, so it’s just me and my still grief stricken dad.

I can’t believe that he’s still upset over mums death, he keeps telling the police that it wasn’t suicide, that it was homicide.

They don’t listen.

Why is it that I can find tonnes of help for myself but nobody else in the family could?

I can get counselling, I can get people to care. Maybe it’s my age. Not so sure, any who, my birthday’s coming up relatively soon. Oh, joy!

“30th Nov, 2005
One day left until I turn 14, how fun will that be….”

Didn’t get much for my birthday, I got a cupcake that I bought myself, got $50 from the grandparents, hope they rot in hell. My dad was with my brother in the hospital and completely forgot about me.

What a joyous occasion for me.

It’s been like this since I was born, maybe if my mother had a miss-carriage all of this would’ve been better. Mother would still be alive, brother and father would be happy and so would I.

“25th Dec, 2005 or Christmas as some of you call it
Once again it was just me at home this time. Brother and father received gifts, I only got a ‘Happy Christmas’ phone call which was cut short because the relatives had just arrived.
Why can’t I just die?
I seem to serve no purpose, oh well…life goes on…
And it sucks.”

To Be Continued…'

All I get for that is, "Do you want to go see someone about this?"

Mewd: confused
Muse: Avenged Sevenfold

Messenger Plus! Chat Log

Session Start: Sunday, 24 September 2006
HIM: r u emo
ME: arr...uhm sure, lets go with that
HIM: yes or no
ME: sure, yes, i think
HIM: to make sure ill ask some q's, do u have black hair
ME: uhm no...not allowed to dye it...
HIM: do u slit ur wrist
ME: omg no!, wtf!?
HIM: emo's do that
ME: oh for fucks sake
HIM: do u wear black most of the time?
ME: yer
HIM: do u wear chains and metal shit
ME: yer
HIM: do u listen to goth and emo musik
ME: yes...
HIM: do u have many friends that r emo, ??????????im waiting
ME: yer...i guess
HIM: how many friends do u have?
ME: uhm, true friends or.?
HIM: umm yeh sure
ME: uhm, about 5 real friends
HIM: how many normal friends
ME: uhm, ohh....50?..., maybe more? i dont keep count
HIM: alright keep going with da friends we'll just sit back and wait till u finish countin
ME: ..., i dunno, dont have that many fuckin fingers, and i dont know who classifys me as thier friend
so i cant be sure
HIM: well think there's ppl here waiting, they paid to see u, well talk to u
ME: ..., how bout, FUCK YOU AND ALL YOUR FUCKING STEREOTYPICAL QUESTIONS!! =D
HIM: u really r emo arent u :o, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, r u a nord or a nerd
ME: nord?
HIM: kind or the same a nerd but my name for a weirder one like emo's for example
ME: ..., im nerdy i guess
more geeky,
HIM: bahaha
ME: im kind of like Mikey Way from MCR..., so...
HIM: mcr??
ME: my chemical romance
HIM: umm i dont listen to that music i aint emo just to let u no again
ME: *rolls eyes*, im so fucking sick of this already, STOP TRYING TO FUCKING CLASSIFY EVERYONE YOU LITTLE FUCK OF SOCIETY
HIM: fuck u u fuckin fuckin emo piece of fuckion dog turdy lookin shitm
ME: o.O, that made NO sense, WHATSOEVER, youre all scum
HIM: u smell
ME: how the fuck do you know!?, youve never met me may i remind you
HIM: i have special senses
ME: no you fuckin dont
HIM: i no wat ur doin right now ur pickin ur nose and slitin ur wrist
ME: if you were that intelligent youd know that classifying people ISNT NESSECARY!!!
uhm actually im on deviantart looking at dispay pics and talkin to you, you fucktard
HIM: dont swear at me u fuckin piece of bird cum
ME: wtf..., your insults......theyre terrible
HIM: and urs arent:o???
ME: well no...mine make sense
HIM: ok look at the top of da damn convo i aint stereo watevs ur a nordy emo
ME: ...stereotyping, and you are, you just did
HIM: i dont use ur nerdy words or in ur case NORDY word
ME: o.o, It's a perfectly acceptible word...it's in the dictionary
HIM: hey its da emo chik again lol
ME: what do you want?
HIM: nufin just fun annoyin u lol
ME: oh okie

Session Start: Monday, 25 September 2006
HIM: its da emo chik again :P
ME: hi fucktard , lovely day today dont you agree?
HIM: yes rabbit turd where may i ask do u live, as it is cloudy here
ME: well i live in mentone dipshit...and it is lovely outside here
HIM: well i live in parkdale and it is fairly cloudy here tubby, y do emo's always swear i wonder, emoemoemoemoemoemoemoemo, metal black psycho all adjectives to describe dont u think
ME: mmm i agree
HIM: can u think of any mroe to suit urself?, r u bisexual?, don't lie to me
ME: well sure...i guess..., whats wrong with it though?
HIM: got any gf's?
ME: nuh
HIM: bahaha lol jk, got any bf's?
ME: nuh
HIM: thats sad, :(
ME: how?, just because i dont have to depend on someone else to always be there for me shouldnt make me "sad"
just makes me slightly more independant
HIM: that's not alwawys wat a gf or bf is u no
ME: yer sure, a sex toy?, for fun?, maybe
HIM: wat do u describe them to be?
ME: theyre just some little leech clinging to your wallet and ALWAYS needing you by thier side before they feel too alone to go outside anymore, the human race makes me sick
HIM: EMO!!!!!
ME: what?
HIM:
TAKE ONE:id expect from an emo like urself
TAKE TWO:*id expect that erply from someone like u
TAKE THREE:*reply
ME: haha and I'd expect that spelling from something like you.
HIM: id rather be not so good at spelling that being afraid and sick of the human race
we live with them 24/7 we have to socialise with them, r u saying that your goin to be lonely 4 da rest of your life?, sit in ur room in the dark listening 24/7 to some song sayin that life is shit????
ME: uhm, just wait there, im not afraid of them, i hate them. i dont HAVE to socialize with them....i just have to go to school with them, im gonna be happy all my life, running around outdoors listening to happy music and shooting everyone!
HIM: oh "" life is shiot death rox" i hate living
ME: so please, leave me to my dreams...let me be, i dont care what people call it dont you understand!?!?! people can go FUCK themselves! i dont care!!, just as long as they all die sometime, im happy.
HIM: u probably have no friends except for ur comp and the music it pumps out and it makes u feel lonely
ME: okay, i do have friends...i have lots, and my comp cant play music, cause its fucked., i dont need some crappy emo band telling me to feel lonely, cause im not alone.
HIM: yea ill believe u when u show up half dead coming back in time to haunt the human race
ME: o.O, youre a fucking idiot
HIM: oh" ull say - life is shit die while u can" or some emo crap like
ME: you dont let anyone be an individual and thats your problem
you all say that we cant be in uniformity yt you go around classifying every last one of us, are you people sick?
HIM: the thing u wont enjoy life if u just sit down sit in a corner and dont socialise with anyone in the world. There are over 3 billion ppl in the worl ur gonna have to make some contact with them sooner or later ju know
ME: i do make contact with people, i just told you i have friends! geez...now i dont sit in a corner all day and not do anything., i actually like to go out, its just...i prefer to sit at my computer and just...have fun, i dont want to go out and play with lil kids while getting sunburnt and having old guys down my street oggle me
HIM: yea u go outside and sit in the corner and watch the day go by without doin anything and just waiting for ur life to be over. thats not life is all about
ME: no, life is about succeeding, if you dont succeed, you cant try again
HIM: exactly and wat ur sayin isnt
ME: but if you do, then nobody will leave you alone, take peter brock for example.
he succeeded in racing, nobody will let his death go., i dont want that...i dont want to be remembered as something
HIM: change from being emo go back to the way u were when u were a little kid have fun make friends, enjoy life and make the most of it!
ME: i would much rather my loved ones forgetting about me...then crying over my dead body until THEY die, uhm, i wasnt like that when i was little
HIM: emo's just ruin ur life face the truth, ur a great person trapped inside a emo body and ur someone under this power and ur trying to break out of it
ME: dude, listen to me, you dont know the real me, you dont know me at all, youve never met me, youve never seen me, you have no way on contacting me other than msn, how the FUCK can you say you know me?
HIM: uve heard and seen ppl who r real dickheads and u thought that life would be better that way so u copy them and turn into this person that nobody cares about until u die u will realise that u made shitload of life u wasted ur oppurtunity and will go to hell with all ur emo music and sit in the effing corner and wish u could have second chance at life
ME: yes well there youre wrong.
HIM: im sorry babe but thats the wawy it will be believe me or not
ME: i know people are dickheads, i know how everyone responds to me, youre all different, yet in some ways the same
nobody gets it...im not being emo, im being myself, i just want to live life the way i fuckin wanna, so if everyone cna get over that fact, we can all get along fine
HIM: ur turning into one urself now deep down inside ur body u no in uir heart that this wasnt the way u were brought up u no u want to change but theres this thing puling u downwards from inside
ME: the way i was brought up..., how the FUCK can you even say that!?, YOU DONT KNOW ME, you dont know my parents, or my sibling, or my relatives, or anyone, that, is in, my life, so fuck you, fuck your flyer, and fuck your thoughts ojn humanity,
HIM: im sure all ur relatives will see u and think.... wtf has this girl done to herself she has ruiined her life she won't even come out of her room
ME: I DONT GIVE A SHIT, so ttyl
He has been blocked


The thing that really gets me is, in the middle of all of that, he calls me babe.

Mewd: annoyed