Truth and myths about sociopaths. Part 1

I'm wearing a fucking bathrobe.

Eating peaches.

No makeup, no filter.

It's like I'm writing something.

Well, what does that mean?

Like, like any sociopath, I don't give a fuck what impression I'm gonna make.

Well, whatever.

I can just sit here and fucking eat.

As I was saying, it's like I see other people's world.

That's right, that's a lie about sociopaths. Let's talk about something else.

Mif.

That all sociopaths

Either in jail, there's h**********.

They're either thieves, or they have some sort of empathy problem.

They don't, like, have any friends.

Or there.

I don't know what else.

Well, like, like, they betray, cheat, frame.

Stuff like that. It's a myth, it's a lie

At least I can talk about myself.

That's how I am. I'm not fooling my friends.

Well, technically, I won't, not before.

Like, that's what I'm valued for.

I betray less.

Well, not much less, but I'm just kidding.

I didn't actually betray, I didn't cheat on any of my friends, anyone.

Until, of course, she was my friend.

Like, I'm not gonna betray someone and hurt them.

Never the first. If he hurts me, I'll hurt him.

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