Anyone ever watched American Psycho...foking excellent film methinks and I'm currently reading the book...
Well recently I've been worried about my own state of mind and a few others here seem to be total nutters...There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.
One of Patrick Bateman's foibles is to mutter psychopathic rantings at people who can't quite here him...always with a smile on his face..
..this said to a bitchy serving wench.You're a fucking ugly bitch. I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood.
I think I've lost the point of this thread, but it had something to do with me being a bit nuts but smiling a lot.I like to dissect girls. Did you know I'm utterly insane?