When I feel this way it's like another person is buried inside me trying to claw their way out It's when I realize that this person who I think is me, but not the me I want to be, can never take over. The me that has no self control, that is dark, twisted, addicted. The me that would ruin what I've built for my life and enjoy every second of...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...