She lives in her cave

She desperately wants to go somewhere and leave all the things behind because she's sick of everything.
She doesn’t need stuff anymore because she knows someday she might throw it all.
She doesn't need a father figure, and she doesn't care about family matters.
She feels night grow longer so she always stays up late because she hates morning and she doesn't wanna see the sunrise.

She always asks questions because she only wants to know how far they can answer it.
She starts to argue by listening to them cause eventually she is gonna fuck with their minds and manipulate it.
She engaged in a fight cause she enjoyed the feelings of it, besides she didn't know how to do it but she knew she could.
She convinced it was not about winning or losing.

She knows she's dying and she may be dead in any minute but she doesn’t even give a shit about that.
The only thing she do shit about is her mind and her soul.
She found him through her dream and she loves his presence because he is the only reason she feels alive.
Ironically she has feelings that someday everybody would dare to leave her because they know they can’t stand to be around her.

She often extremely sad suddenly.
She always walks fast when she is alone.
She unconsciously always imagines getting a travel accident.
She just doesn't know which ones are real or not because she's imagining way too much.
She can’t deny that she has paranoid and histrionic personality disorder, she just didn’t realize it.

She is Me