my masochistic tendencies tend to bring me back to your side in an unflattering fashion. unfortunately, my welcomed visit brings unwarranted private investigations that reveal a reality where i prove to be a fictitious character in the movie of your life. a brief synopsis of my role is but a mere [and unfair] glimpse, given to a select few. and to the rest of your world, i am camouflaged by the all too endearing term, "self loathing".
