It's not you, it's me. And I know that sounds like a shitty breakup line, but. ( hold on, he's shoving some of this bullcrap into his mouth. does that look like bug parts? eh. tastes all the same to him. besides, the protein is good for him. ) I died, one. Got shoved into this fucking pool of shit that drives people absolutely mad. It--fucked with me a little.

( """a little""". )

No offense against your vamp blood, but I try to keep potentially body-altering shit from getting into my blood stream.