I don�t see the point in having obsessions. They consume your life and generally when the name of the obsession is said, the person falls head over heels, all up until one day they no longer are obsessed with it and now find it to be completely boring. But not all before buying all the merchandise, posters and what not, then later realizing �oh shit! I�ve just wasted all that money on something that I now no longer like.� Whilst finding something else to obsess about and the whole cycle starts again.

I don�t think I�ve ever really had an obsession. I can�t be bothered wasting my energy. Why bother? Just because I like something doesn�t mean I have to fall head over heels just to get everything related to it. And besides, why obsess over something that�s already been obsessed over more than 100 times before by more than 100 people? There are better things I could be doing with my time. I can�t say this is one of them, but it takes less energy to write this than to pretend to obsess or genuinely obsess over something.

Or rather that�s just my opinion. I guess I find that this takes less effort because I find it easy to write. Some people don�t. Maybe for others it�s easy to obsess over things. Is obsession tied to passion? I�m not very passionate about anything. Nothing really excites me or inspires me or even really grabs my attention. Nothing except maybe writing. I guess I kind of live my life through my writing.

A lot of people would probably tell me that my lack of passion will one day bring me down. But for me, I don�t think that�s true. My lack of passion is what gets me through. When you�re not passionate then there�s no risk of getting hurt because there�s nothing to lose. Nothing lasts forever. Sometime in its life, everything will fade. Just as we die, so will everything. Life would be boring without passion, this I know. It would be boring without obsessions. But it would be so much easier if emotion, passion, sense didn�t exist.

I suppose the only really important thing to me is that I know what has killed my passion. �What would be worse than not having passion is not knowing what has caused your lack of passion.� Knowing that and knowing what I believe is the most important thing to me above all else, family and friends. Because I believe that I am the only person I will ever truly be able to trust and I am the only person who can ever help me.

�Trapped in the same old sickly skin.�